。〃 She eyed the ribbed pattern of his sweater； and whispered； 〃Of
me。〃
〃You have nothing to fear； Annie；〃 he assured her gently。 He took her
chin with his fingers and tipped up her face。 It was the closest
physically that they'd been since that first day。 〃I know what my own
needs are right now； and they don't include making things harder for
you。 By helping you through New Year's； I may just help myself； so
there's a selfish motive involved。〃
She nearly drowned in the deep； deep green of his eyes。
〃So； what do you say？〃 he asked。
〃I say this is starting to sound like a Neil Simon script。〃 She wanted
reassurance that meeting again was right。 She wanted him to say； There's
reason why that script made millions for the guy； it's a damned good
plot； it makes a whole lot of sense。
But Mitch only shrugged。 Dropping his arms； he moved back。 〃It's your
choice。 I'll be here anyway。〃
She hated the sudden sound of indifference； but it made it easier to
leave。 When he opened the door； she slipped behind the wheel。
〃Drive carefully；〃 he said。
〃I will。〃 Backing the car around； she straightened the wheel。 She gave
Mitch a last； longing glance before putting a foot on the gas。 The car
had barely moved forward when his voice echoed in the winter wood。
〃Hey； wait！〃
She braked。 His long…legged gait quickly brought him alongside the car。