Pregnant pause, giving
 
 himself some space.
 
 Kristina, I know I’m not exactly your type.
 
 I looked him in the eye.
 
 “I don’t think I have a ‘type.’”
 
 I thought it might be the lifeguard type.
 
 Reno wasn’t the “biggest
 
 little city.” It was a
 
 small-town gossip mill.
 
 Not that we have an exclusive thing, I know.
 
 My cheeks burned. “No, we
 
 don’t. But I really like you.”
 
 I needed to hear that. I like you, too. A lot
 
 “I went out with Brendan
 
 because I was flattered.”
 
 I dared to confess, “I never
 
 had a boyfriend until
 
 last summer.”
 
 That’s hard to believe, Kristina.
 
 Taking that totally wrong,
 
 I huffed, “Why?
 
 Because I’m such a slut?”
 
 No. Because you’re so beautiful.
 
 Tell me about last summer.
 
 By the time I finished, I still
 
 loved Adam. But I was falling for Chase.
 
 So Why
 
 was I so hot to return
 
 the phone message, waiting
 
 for me to come home?