His mouth quirked. “What a strange question.”

Did he want me to ask again? I paced a little away from him. Was I, like, indebting myself to him in asking this? How lightly did I need to tread?

But I needed answers. More than I had and he could have some. He traced a finger up my arm and I swatted his hand. “Well, do you or don’t you? If you don’t, please don’t play with me, Kelley.”

He smiled and it didn’t reach his eyes. “But I haven’t met anyone in ...