"Honestly? I've been a fucking wreck for the past two weeks."
"Why?" Chris shot her a look.
"You're really going to make me say it out loud?"
"Why not? Chris, you just kissed me. I read romance novels. I'm a glutton for this stuff." Chris chuckled in spite of himself.
"I was scared to death I was never going to see you again," he said quietly. It was his turn to look down at his feet in embarrassment.
"What would you have done if I hadn't been the one who got that part?" Larissa stopped walking.
"Probably would have gone insane and ended up in a mental institution eventually."
"I'm serious, Chris," though she couldn't help but laugh.
"So am I," he looked into her eyes completely straight faced.