Chapter 23

• Kasey slumped back in the seat of Chris’s car. “My feet are going to fall off!” She took off the heels and rubbed one aching arch. “What torture specialist invented heels?”
• Chris watched her rub her foot for a moment. “Well, no one said you had to dance with every male in the room, Kasey.”
• She looked over at him. “No, but excuses didn’t seem to work. Every time I got close to sitting down, some other man was in front of me. You could have rescued me.”