I prefer whack-a-doodle to crazy.” She stared at him. “Hmm, I don’t know, Cord. You have this devilish look in your eye that screams, ‘I’ll try anything once.’” “Well yeah. Sure. But that means I’m adventurous, bold, daring even, not a nutcase.” One of Keegan’s brows rose in challenge. “Jumping into the ocean determined not to swim but go down with the tide is—” She blew out a frustrated breath. “I’m sorry.” “How many times do you intend to apologize? I get you’re uncomfortable about it. I’m not exactly proud of what I did last night either.” “It’s just—you don’t seem crazy now, just a little sad, maybe lost. I can relate to that. I’m still missing both my grandparents and it’s been a short four months since my grandmother died.” He remembered what Scott had told him in the barn, reminding him he wasn’t the only one who’d lost someone important.
