Daysha shrugged. “I’m a little abrasive at times. Part of my…charm?”
She leaned in a little and lowered her voice just a tad. “You know how they have stuff on TV about man was mauled by a bear or something? How often do you really think there are bears in town?” She raised a finger. “What they don’t tell you is the man’s wallet and jewelry are missing. Some would think it was from a looter. But when their wedding ring was clawed off, what kind of intelligent bear does that?”
Taking a sip of coffee, debating on dessert she looked at the blue eyed man across from her. “Rory, what do you think of all of this?” Maybe he thinks I’m crazy…
She was pretty sure after tonight that he wouldn’t “like her” any more. Although she hoped she was wrong; Daysha enjoyed talking with him.