A Desperate Confession

I hesitated, staying silent.

Declan kept at it, "Let me guess again—is this guy in his twenties or thirties?"

My heart pounded in my chest, and I just stared at Declan, totally caught off guard.

Seeing my reaction, Declan got up so fast that his chair rocked from side to side.

He took slow, deliberate steps toward me, staring me down. "Do you want me to spell it out for you?"

My mind was a mess. '