“Hey, this is probably inappropriate, but if this does go bad, I’d feel stupid not having said anything…” She shifted her head. Her hair draped down to her collarbone. Her gaze on him felt like a pin through a butterfly. After a few breaths, the corner of her mouth twitched into a half smile. “You’re not saying anything,” she said. “Yeah. I know. And I was off to such a good start too. Forget about it.
