“I hope you win.” I gave him a small wave before hurrying down the aisle toward the exit, desperate to put some much-needed space between Johnny Kavanagh and my heart. “Shannon?” Johnny called after me. Pausing at the door, I swung back to look at him. “Yeah?” His blue eyes burned holes inside of me when he said, “Thanks.” “For what?” I whispered. Johnny smiled. “For being nothing like the rest of them.” “Uh, okay?” “I’ll see you in a bit, okay?” I nodded. “Bye, Johnny.”
