Chapter: 1953

Talking to Aimee about this was a huge mistake.

“I didn't mean it like that. I just..." Bethany fumbled to remember how they'd even ended up discussing this. But she couldn't deny it now; she had indeed mentioned this.

"Just what?" Jonathan stepped closer, sliding his arm around her waist.

"It's not what you think!" she stammered, her cheeks flushed.

Jonathan didn't look offended. If anything, he seemed amused, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear as he murmured, “You know, you can talk to me about this. Complaining to Aimee isn't necessary."