When two strangers have nothing left but their dreams, they must forge a relationship in Nantahala, North Carolina, a small town known as, Land of the Noonday Sun.
Last week our female protagonist met the male protagonist, or in this case, maybe one of them is the antagonist. Anyway, there must have been some flirting going on.
“I—no I wasn’t,” she huffed. “Don’t delude yourself. As if I would be interested in a whitewater guide. I’m a law graduate for Pete’s sakes!” As soon as the words escaped her mouth, she was disgusted with herself.
She saw his face drop and immediately wanted to apologize for her ill-mannered remark. She wasn’t a snob; she didn’t care what people did for a living. She respected everyone’s choices in life and their careers.
He scooped his keys and files off the desk. “You don’t know anything about me, Cassandra,” he spewed, his tone reproachful. Abruptly, he turned and exited the office, leaving her standing in the doorway. Unwillingly, she followed him out of the office. Why had she uttered such an atrocity? She was flustered, was the reason. She didn’t want to admit she had been flirting.