Chapter 4

But from the corner of my eye I see Evan pout prettily and my heart wrenches inmy chest all over again.To Charity,he huffs,“At least I was paying attention.”

“I was too.I heard every word.”Then,with a shrug,Charity admits,“I just wasn’t listening.”

So I spent the last hour talking for nothing.It’s nice to know how much I’m appreciated around here.“Someone wake up Amber.”

Kirk stands and tugs on the arm propping up Amber’s head.She jerks forward,instantly awake.“I’m up,”she says,blinking owlishly.“What’d I miss?”

Was I thatbad?

A look at Evan tells me I could’ve been reciting the Iliadin its original Greek and he wouldn’t have cared.I doubt my presentation had him hanging on my every word,though.I think it was the sound of my voice and whatever daydreams he had conjured up to go along with it.The two of us in my office,perhaps,stretched out on the sofa I keep in there for the times I have to pullan all-nighter.

Looks like this might be one of those times.Damn Kirk.