Calista

　　Zane's expression shifted subtly when I posed the question, and I couldn't help but worry that I had made things awkward for him.

　　"Well, I invited you to dinner because I wanted to ask you something..." he trailed off, his gaze locking with mine. My heart raced, nerves tingling through me.

　　I tried to steady myself, not wanting him to send me into an apprehension. "What is it?" I asked, taking a sip of juice and setting the glass down ...