“I’m sorry. Was he not supposed to?” Panic slammed into Cassie, and her hands shook with worry. What if she wasn’t supposed to repeat any of that? What if he got mad at her?
“I’m just surprised is all,” Shay said, and the panic that welled up inside her died down. “Mason is a man of very few words.”
That came as a bit of a shock to Cassie. Ever since he picked her up on the side of the road that day, he had never been short of things to say. If anything, he spoke more than she did, always starting conversations whenever they fell into awkward silence and asking her questions even if she didn’t answer them half the time.
“He must like you,” Shay said and the idea caused an unexpected warmth to flow through her stomach and spread through her heart and cheeks.
She shrugged, trying to brus
