But you’re worried, too. And you’re smarter than I am.” She had been toying with a lock of her hair, but at that, the hair dropped from her limp fingers. She stared at him. “I have literally never heard a man make that statement before in my life.” He shrugged, uncomfortable. “We both know it’s true.” “Obviously, it’s true, but it’s not the kind of thing men notice. And if they notice, they’d rather one of us die than admit it. Preferably me.”
