“Does sound awkward, doesn’t it? But I think you get my message.”
“Yes, I get your message, and yes,” she took a deep breath, “something less platonic might be exactly what I… what I want.” She was trembling so much that she worried he’d see her shaking hands. “But I am warning you, I’m a little insecure with men right now, so if I get all weird on you, understand that it’s not you, it’s me.”
She could have kicked herself for saying that; she didn’t want him to think she was weird at all, or nervous, or trembling in the face of something that used to be so easy for her. Neil didn’t comment and seemed to be waiting for her to say more. “Let’s just say that I had some bad experiences with men a while back. But maybe it’s time to try again.”
“As long as I don’t mind being the guinea pig?”
