Tessa Caldwell felt as if she had been struck by lightning.
She was so embarrassed she wished she could find a hole to hide in. She chuckled awkwardly a few times, brushed her hair back, and tucked a strand behind her ear to ease the embarrassment of the moment.
She dared not look Chuck in the eye and just kept staring at Nolan Ford, as if she was just joking earlier: "Haha, my joke wasn't funny, um... This is indeed a good idea, I'll think about it."
Ugh, I really want to bang my head against the wall!
She must have been possessed by a casanova just now, to have such a whirlwind of crazy thoughts!
Regret, deep regret; she regretted it so much her intestines turned green!
If she hadn't been thinking about how she'd never had a fling with a handsome guy and how dying with her chastity intact seemed such a waste, she would've wanted to lie on the tracks, or jump off a building.
The air suddenly went quiet, all she could hear was the drum-like pounding of her own heartbeat.
