Chapter 61 A Date Offer
- —Fiona—
- My stomach dips low. If I am not careful, I might have to start grabbing my stomach from the floor all the time. My hands are stiff on the clay and my vision gets blurred for a brief second.
- I raise my head to look at him, trying to see if he knows how much that affected me. If he did, there was no indication of it on his face and for once I am glad no one is calling me out on my heartbeat.