Sasha Dearcroft scribbled down a wonderful idea that had occurred to her. It would make the whole Event light up with the warmth that was necessary and was severely lacking.
She glanced at the digital tablet that she was scribbling into with the digital pen. Most of her handwriting was legible. She would be able to understand it later.
When an idea struck her, Sasha was always terrified that she would lose the idea and forget it completely. So, she hurried to write it down as quickly as she could before it left her.
This resulted in pages and pages of scribbled that Rayne insisted looked like spiders doing the Irish jiggle.
Sasha wondered if Bruce Slader would be able to read her scribbling.
Her heart dropped.
What was wrong with her? Clearly, her crush on him was quite strong and quite bad.
Sasha Dearcroft bit her lip. She could not believe how down bad she was for the man to be using every opportunity to be thinking of the man.
