“What the hell just happened?” Heaven questioned her reflection. Had she heard Dylan right? She recounted their conversation word by word. His voice had shaken when he asked if she wasn’t interested in dating. And his face… Talk about intense. Had he blinked a single time during their stare down?
He’d been talking about himself when he asked if she’d go on a date with a guy who’d put her needs before his own. Why else would he ask her to reconsider dating? Yet she had stuck to her word on not getting involved with a musician.
So why had her heart sunk the minute he let her go? More than that, she struggled for a breath when he’d disappeared into the crowd.
Chelsea was right—about Dylan’s interest. Those eyes, the ones that held so much mystery since she’d met him, told a story loud and
