Phin had tried to sound like he was joking, but when Emily’s eyes widened, he winced inwardly. So much for trying to put her at ease. But then again, he’d been right: something was wrong with her. What had caused the sudden shift in her behavior?
Did she regret their night together? That thought alone made his heart sink into his toes. She was acting cagey, like if he moved too quickly she’d strike at him. She wouldn’t look him in the eye, either.
“Please don’t make me talk about it,” she whispered. “Please.”
Paranoia snaked through him. Oh God, she wants to end things. She wants to tell me it’s over but doesn’t have the heart to do it.
His voice was raw as he said slowly, “I’d rather you be honest. Because there’s no use acting like everything is fine if that’s not the case. Believe m
