Available May 2012
(MINDY)
“What do you want from me?” I demanded.
Dean examined my eyes and looked disapointed in what he saw. “Do you remember anything?” He asked with hope.
“What are you talking about? I was with Shane, then I woke up here! He’ll kill you for this!” I warned.
Dean threw back his head and laughed. “That little mosquito can try.” Then he lowered his eyes and cocked a smile. “I dare him.”
The way he gazed at me was intense. I felt butterflies frantically flying in my stomach and up my chest. “What do you want from me?” I demanded, as I pretended not to feel a rush of excitement from his close presence.
“Do you remember anything from your human life?” Dean asked and tilted his head to the side.
“No.” I responded immediately.
“Are you sure? Think really hard.” Dean instisted.
“I don’t. I’ve already tried thinking really hard. Why is this so important?” I asked.
Ignoring my question, Dean asked, “Do you remember your friends? Family?” He hesitated and nervously rubbed the back of his neck. “Maybe a boyfriend you had?”
