His nostrils flare. “And why is that?” “Because…” Now Winnie’s lips pucker to one side. Jay isn’t reacting like she thought he would, and for some reason, it appears she has hurt his feelings. “Well, because you don’t like me.” “Of course I like you, Winnie.” “Not like that.” Winnie yanks the neoprene cord off her glasses, then deposits the lenses onto her face. Jay’s face crystallizes before her, surprisingly refreshed given everything he had to do for her last night.
