Chapter 45

• Jason's foreheads wrinkled in disarray as he inquired, "What?"
• I shook my head, a flush crawling onto my cheeks. "Goodness, don't bother. It's nothing."
• When the words left my mouth, an acknowledgment washed over me like a container of cold water. I was unable to accept what I had quite recently said - had I truly proclaimed my sentiments like that? My creative mind had roamed free, conjuring up a situation that wasn't in any event, occurring truly. I felt a combination of shame and entertainment at my own imprudence.