As if sensing my unease, Lucy continues. “I’m sorry, it’s just Dylan doesn’t realize it, but he’s always had a wall up when it comes to women. The wall is nonexistent with you. I can tell from the way he talks about you, looks at you, acts around you. I just want him to be happy.” I feel the heat rising from my chest to my face and give her a quick nod and what I hope is a smile. She gives me a sympathetic smile in return as we make our way back to Dylan.
