Chapter 68

            I am not interested in him! My mind says, but my friend says differently.

            Jonathan arched a brow. “You have an interest in this guy, and you became judgmental, which isn’t like you.”

            “I’m not—” innately honest. I could not complete the sentence. “Well, Preston can be pretty judgmental himself.” And with an awful lot less cause! I recalled his lecture on the last occasion we had met, despite the fact that I had been the victim of an unwanted pass and he had treated me like some sort of tart.

            “Really? That sounds interesting.”

            “well, it wasn’t,”