Pregnant pause, giving
himself some space.
Kristina, I know I’m not exactly your type.
I looked him in the eye.
“I don’t think I have a ‘type.’”
I thought it might be the lifeguard type.
Reno wasn’t the “biggest
little city.” It was a
small-town gossip mill.
Not that we have an exclusive thing, I know.
My cheeks burned. “No, we
don’t. But I really like you.”
I needed to hear that. I like you, too. A lot
“I went out with Brendan
because I was flattered.”
I dared to confess, “I never
had a boyfriend until
last summer.”
That’s hard to believe, Kristina.
Taking that totally wrong,
I huffed, “Why?
Because I’m such a slut?”
No. Because you’re so beautiful.
Tell me about last summer.
By the time I finished, I still
loved Adam. But I was falling for Chase.
So Why
was I so hot to return
the phone message, waiting
for me to come home?