“I wanted to ask you to show me around today, but I thought you’d laugh or, you know.” She shrugs. “Tell me to piss off.” Damn if I don’t clench my teeth to keep my lips from twitching. “Maybe that makes me sound lame, but it’s the truth,” she admits. “I told you, don’t let fear stop you from a damn thing. Ever.” I look from her silver hair to her turquoise eyes. “Next time you want to ask me something, do it.”
