"And, having won thirty minutes of your time, I think I just gave you thirty minutes of reasons to run the other way as fast as you can." "I don't run away." He looked at me, startled, and what I saw in his eyes was so raw that my breath caught and all I could do was sit there, staring at him, that weird floating feeling trickling through my veins. "That wasn't what I meant to talk about," he said, his voice low. "I really wanted to impress you, Maya." "You did."