Chapter Twenty-Three
“Want to make a run for it?” Ian asked as he popped his head into Lizzie’s room.
She laughed and put the diary she was reading back into her backpack. “I’m just going to watch.”
“Ian.” She got to her feet. “I’m sorry I laughed just now. It’s just that I’ve never seen that side of you before.”
“What side?”
“I don’t know. Cocky, serious. Seriously cocky.” She laughed again. “I’m sorry. It’s just that you’ve been so supportive and reassuring to me this whole time. It’s so strange to hear you say anything that isn’t supportive and reassuring.”
William’s words came back to Ian’s mind. Was he really that different around Lizzie? “You’re still laughing.”
She cleared her throat. “Not anymore.”
He grinned. “I wasn’t embarrassed. I was just teasing you.”
Her mood sudden
