Um...

Jason draws in his breath, trying not to overreact. But it was hard. What Katie was telling him was no joke. Anything extreme…anything out of the ordinary…any time his emotions or physical senses were heightened at all…she felt it. The bad…and the good.

Heat rises to his face. He’d had an awful lot of good feelings lately, being with Camryn…that thought alone evoked embarrassment. And again, Jason realized that Katie was feeling it right now. Unless he was in a relaxed state without any strong emotions one way or the others…she knew what he was feeling.

“I can’t…there’s got to be…” Jason fumbles for something to say, but can think of nothing. They couldn’t go on like this. They couldn’t live like this. What were they? Why was this happening? This was more than a sixth sense. There had to be a way to stop it.

“I’m sorry Katie,” he says quietly. “I don’t know what to do.”

Dropping his gaze, he wipes his thumb on his jeans and turns around to leave. He had to be a lone. He had to think. He had to find some way to fix this.


As Angelica gets back to the table and acts as though everything is normal, Bret’s eyes start to widen slightly. He glances back and forth between Charlotte and Angelica, the wheels in his head turning.

Catching Charlotte’s eyes for a moment, he can see she is just as surprised. He looks back at Angelica as she asks if she’s missed something, and immediately the heat begins to rise in his face. How on earth…what were the odds…

“Oh, crap.” Bret bites his tongue, not having intended for that comment to slip. “I…” He looks to Angelica. “Um…I…we…that is…” He gropes for something intelligent to say. He was making a fool out of himself and he knew it. This was not good. “I didn’t realize…that you were…Charlotte’s sister.”