Chapter Ten
Jessa
“Jessa, have you ever noticed how many times you’ve asked me questions that begin with what if?” Laughing, he shook his head. “What if you are too busy to take my call? I’ll tell you the answer. I’ll understand. And just so you know, I’m never too busy to take a call or a text from you. Just hearing your voice or knowing that you’re thinking about me will bring a little ray of sunshine to my days and nights.”
“I’ve thought about you,” I didn’t know why I said it. I hadn’t meant to.
“And I’ve thought about you. I’ve thought about you a lot. I know you’re busy. I can see that.” He leaned on the window, bringing his face close to mine. “You can trust me to respect your time, Jessa.”
“It’s not you, Stone. It’s really not. I genuinely like you. I’ve explained my time rest
