“No, but if you want to, we can. I meant about the sand in your eye.” All the humor drains from his face. “Not really. It was just sand.” Sucking in a breath, I wipe my palms on my thighs and stand. “Get up,” I demand. “Now.” Daniel doesn’t hesitate to do as I say, just stares at me, bemused. “What are we going to do?” The sun is setting behind him, casting a glow around him like a halo.
