"I feel horrible about what happened, Josie, and I would be here making sure you and Emma were okay regardless, but the driving force pushing me is because I want to learn more about you."
"Me?"
"You have no idea. Do you?" he asks around a grimacing laugh, but he's the only one who gets the joke. "I hit you because I was staring at you when you were standing in the parking lot. I can't sleep at night knowing I almost hurt Emma and did hurt you."
"Excuse me?" How did he hit me if he was checking me out? "What?"
"I ran into you at the grocery store about three weeks ago. You didn't even glance in my direction. The day in the lot I saw you standing next to Winnie and I couldn't believe you were talking to someone I'd met. Small f*****g town. My eyes were glued to you. I couldn't pull them
