The rest of the drive home was in complete silent, Ryan had not said another word to me since he demanded that I give him an answer to whether I mean to say I love him or that I just thought it would help with selling our story. I kept going over it in my head trying to think why I would say that is that how I feel? I couldn’t ‘or won’t’ I thought come up with an idea why I would say that unless, no no no Lynda don’t go there. There is no way that I could be in love with him right, I have only known him for about two weeks. ‘But he is the first person to actually care for me’ I think to myself, as I think that I go over all the things that Ryan has done for me and how he has treated me and especially when he helped me start my dream by buying me my café. No one had ever done anyth
