"Why me?" I blurted out, and then closed my eyes briefly. "Okay. Don't answer that." The food arrived just thenYi thank GodYi and the conversation was deterred...for about two minutes. "I'm going to answer that question," Cam said, peering at me through his lashes. I wanted to face-plant my stuffed chicken. "You don't have to." "No, I think I do."