Chapter Four
Laurel
A list of my past lovers as reference? Had I really said that?
I mentally slapped myself all the way to my car after leaving Dillon’s office at Lewis Sporting Goods. I could just die.
Dillon had seemed his usual crabby self, at least where I was concerned, but seemed to thaw out when he started talking about the business plan. Then I’d gone and made that stupid comment and he’d hardened up again.
Damn me and my big mouth…
No, I mentally chastised myself, stopping in the parking lot as I did. That’s Travis talking. So, you got nervous and said something you shouldn’t have, so what, people do it all the time. Plus, it was to Dillon, someone who’s known you your entire life. Give yourself a break.
I took a deep breath, literally shook it off, by wiggling my shoulder
