“You’re not changing my mind.”
“That’s the last thing I want. If you do or don’t do it, it should be because of you, not because someone else said so. You should have the facts, though. If you’re okay with all of it, then pursue the fuck out of your passion.”
“You think so?” Her smile, bright and genuine and sincere, stole his breath and thoughts.
He jammed his brain back into gear. “I agreed to help you, didn’t I?”
“Speaking of… How does this work?”
He hadn’t figured that out yet. He had a vague idea but was working on the details around how to get her to shed a deeply rooted stage fright without resorting to things like exhibitionism. Having a late lunch with Kandace would buy him some more time. “That’s a surprise,” he said.
For both of them.