Chapter 32

Sara avoided his piercing green gaze as she concentrated on breaking open a piece of the crispy bread. "I’m not really one for post-mortems, are you?" she dismissed lightly. "We had fun together. Let’s just leave it at that."

Simon looked across at her. "Can we do that?"

She gave him a startled look. "Sorry…?"

Simon leant his elbows on the breakfast bar and continued to stare across at her. "Yeah, can we?"

Sara moistened suddenly dry lips and gave up all pretense of putting food on her plate as she straightened warily. "Yes… I guess… I don't know what you want me to say, Simon,"

He nodded, "Okay, I guess what I'm trying to ask is how do you feel about me now that we have come to know each other better?"

This wasn't what Sara had been expecting when she got out of the shower, especially after the decision she'd just made not to get carried away. She gave him a startled glance before focusing that wide gaze somewhere over his left shoulder. "H