Page 60 of Just Another Silly Love Song

Lori hesitated, opening her mouth and then closing it.

She blinked, locking her gaze with mine. “Yes.”

I nodded, not able to take my eyes off her.

My heart thumped in my chest, and I felt something in my stomach.

What the hell was going on?

I was a little bit disoriented.

Or a lot.

A thousand thoughts were running through my mind.

“And you?” Lori asked.

I took a deep breath, trying to focus. “Me, what?”

“Have you ever vehemently disliked something and then changed your mind later?”

“Oh . . .” I swallowed hard and nodded. “Yes. Same as you.”

She studied me for a moment, but then seemed to snap out of whatever spell we both happened to be under. “We should get going, right?”

I nodded. “Right. Good idea.”

We turned and headed toward our cars, silent the entire way, peeking in the windows of some of the shops, people watching, admiring some of the expensive cars parking on the street and driving by.

Something had definitely changed between me and Lori in the span of just a few hours.

I glanced at her out of the corner of my eye.

As if she felt my gaze on her, she looked over.

I turned my focus back to the sidewalk in front of us.

Then I glanced over at her again when she wasn’t looking.

My mixed emotions were making themselves more clear.

I had enjoyed Lori’s company immensely.

She was a smart, funny, caring, and beautiful woman, so why should I have been surprised?

The woman was a catch.

Wait a minute . . .

It made sense why my nerves were all out of whack.

I liked her.

I was attracted to Lori Martin.

Not good.

Not good at all.