Every time she spoke with Justin Sullivan, a sense of unease settled in her heart.
At first, she thought it was sadness, but she later realized it was fear.
She was afraid her own heart would waver, afraid that Selena would find out.
Justin Sullivan pressed her, not taking no for an answer. "Georgia, I'll be waiting for you at the art studio. If you don't come, I'm not leaving."
"Suit yourself!"
A sudden surge of anger hit Georgia. She snapped out the two words and hung up the phone.
She squeezed her eyes shut. 'How long have I known Justin Sullivan?'
She had fantasized countless times about him asking her out one day. They would spend a blissful day together. Now that the fantasy was becoming reality, she found she no longer had the courage.
On the surface, Justin Sullivan was a gentle man. No matter what you asked of him, however unreasonable, he would always agree with a mild-mannered "okay."
