I held my hand to my throat and croaked as though I couldn't speak, which was probably still true. I was not ready for him or his questions. I was abs...lutely panicked! The impossibility of my situation had jammed my mind. I didn't trust myself to do or say a single thing. My entire body pulsed with amplified anxiety, all I could think was that I needed to flee from here until sanity returned to me or the world around me. I shook uncontrollably. I wanted desperately to be alone to think this. Jeans. She pulled her jeans out of her suitcase and changed into them. They weren’t meant as farm-wear, they were $500 boutique jeans, not your average pair of levis, but they were more appropriate than the Italian wool slacks that she had been wearing. Now for the top. She could not wear any of the shirts that Louisa had gotten out for her. Despite the fact that she wouldn’t be caught dead wearing anything like them, they were way too big. But Brandon wasn’t much smaller than her, maybe he’d. More

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