'Who exactly is the man that you like?'
Timothy posed that question toward Samantha without warning, causing her black pupils to shrink slightly as her long curly eyelashes began trembling uncontrollably.
He stared at her without blinking and was not about to let any of her expressions escape his scrutiny. He even added another remark, "If you tell me who it is, I'll believe every single word you said tonight!"
If he would believe her as long as she told him, she could just lie to him or give him the runaround and be done with it...
Samantha gulped unconsciously.
Back when she told Old Madam Barker that she had a man she liked, it was nothing more than a spontaneous lie. No such man existed at all, so what did he expect her to say?
When it came to men that she liked, there was only one person—the one in front of her right at that moment.
