“Don’t you dare ruin this for me,” Heather said, swinging her full attention back to Dwayne as soon as the French doors closed behind Levi.
“Ruin it? What is there to ruin?”
“You’ve already said too much. Telling him not to hurt me. You might as well have written ‘She likes you, Levi!’ in the sky.” Tears pricked her eyes, but she wouldn’t let them fall. “I told you all of that in confidence, Dwayne.” She swatted at him again, but he yanked his arm away. “The last person you’re supposed to tell is the guy I’m crushing on. Geez.” She looked away, out the windows at the back of the house, a heavy sense of exhaustion weighing her down.
Several seconds of silence passed before Dwayne said, “I’m sorry, Heather. I’ve handled it all wrong. I just…I didn’t want him to hurt you.”
She didn’t want
