Chapter 3
Catherine looked up into piercing green eyes. It had to be Charlie she ran into. “It was my fault. I wasn’t looking where I was going.” Catherine stepped around him. She could still feel the heat on her arm from where he had grabbed her to steady her.
“Are you alright?” He called after her.
Why was everyone asking her that?
“I’m great. I have to go. Enjoy the rest of your shopping.” She was proud of herself when she didn’t turn around to see if he watched her. She poured water over her face and used the paper towels to pat herself dry. She looked herself over in the mirror and was glad the color had returned to her cheeks. She had no doubt Charlie would be gone when she left the bathroom. It was for the best. The man probably thought she was mental.
It didn’t help that she m
