CHAPTER TWO
Cara’s openmouthed, you’re-certifiably-insane expression hit Brody like a microphone boom to the head. He scooted away from her until his thigh bumped into the armrest of the love seat.
Stupid. He needed to slow down—to explain. “That didn’t come out right.”
“Which part?”
Her pretty features hardened on her heart-shaped face, a stark contrast from her usual cheery disposition. Brown hair, full and wavy, fell past her shoulders. Strands stuck out, reminding him of a lion’s mane. Forget her adorable tiger pajamas. Her green eyes blazed, wild and angry, as if she might attack. This was so not the Cara he knew.
“The diamond ring or the proposal?” she asked.
“Both.” He took a deep breath and then another. His rapid pulse didn’t slow. His chest squeezed tighter. “Cara—”
“Are y
