Back to work. Matt and I were sent to a different part of the line. I mentally kicked myself for blurting those three words that might very well change everything between us. What in heaven’s name had compelled me to say that? I hadn’t meant to, that was for sure. It had just gushed out. Maybe it was the adrenaline from seeing him hurt—the terrifying thought that something bad could have happened to him. The relief I felt when I realized he was alive.I watched him carefully as we worked, but he wasn’t looking at me. In fact, I got the distinct impression that he was purposely avoiding my gaze. I didn’t blame him. I wished I could take the words back, not that they weren’t true, but I just wish I hadn’t said them. He had insisted that our relationship remain superficial, and then I had to go and say the three words that sent commitment-phobe men running for the hills.What the hell was wrong with me?Still, as far as I was concerned, Matt was sending mixed signals. I had a feeling that he did care for me, and more deeply than superficially, as he insisted.
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