Helen’s mouth gaped as she sat on Courtney’s queen-size bed. “Not a word.” Courtney’s voice cracked. “I’m an idiot. Everything was humming along beautifully. We were about to get the ball rolling, and then I just froze.” “Look at this logically, Court.” Helen crossed her legs and held up one finger. “One, you’re attracted to this guy.” She stabbed her second finger in the air. “Two, this guy’s attracted to you.” She added her third finger and made the Girl Scout salute. “Three … ” She turned her hand palm up. “I don’t see a three. Aside from you running so hot-and-cold, he probably thinks you have multiple personalities.” “Oh, God, I know. At any moment, demure Courtney morphs into weepy Courtney.” “And don’t forget sexy Courtney.” “Yeah, but who’s the real me?” “They’re all you, and they’re all good.” “I don’t think so. I’ll match you finger for finger.” Courtney stabbed one finger in the air. “One, I never used to get emotional on the job.
