“I’m not good at letting my hair down though.” She huffs out a laugh. “Spend more time around Theo, and he’ll show you how.” “That’s what worries me,” I whisper, confessing one of the anxieties I have about Theo Silva. “He just . . . I have a hard time trusting anyone.” I snort and glance up at her. “I’m like a walking, talking daddy issue. And no matter how hard I try not to let my head go back to that place . . . it does.”
