15 LUKECharlotte glanced from me to the inn and back again before tilting her head to the side, letting her silky hair cascade over her shoulder. It was distracting in all the best ways. Her proposal still hung between us.
She licked her lips. “Don’t feel obligated or anything. I just thought I’d ask. No big deal.” Her cheeks went pink as she scrabbled for the door handle again.
“I’ll come in for a sec.” My chest went tight and I shrugged. “But only to help you pack,” I added softly.
She blinked in confusion, her mouth half-open. “What do you mean?”
I leaned closer and traced a finger over the line of her jaw. “Your car will be fixed soon. And then you’ll be leaving soon. Right?”
“Oh. Right.” She seemed to stumble over the words. But before I could try and deduce what had her so flust
