the look on his face. All of his color washes from his face, and I feel him become rigid. You have got to be kidding me. I smack his chest, “Relax, charming, as a friend,” I lie, wishing to god this man would just drop me in the ocean and let me drown. “I just never thought we would get past what we were before, and it’s nice.” He relaxes almost instantly, and god, please, just kill me now. He smiles softly and nods, “I’m happy we did too, sunshine.”
