“They faced each other in silence for a long minute, both of them clearly uncomfortable. He hated all the awkwardness between them. To hell with that. He smiled at her. "So do I get to know what's in that diary?" She blushed crimson. "That diary got you into this mess. You could have been killed. How can you joke about it?" "No joke. I'm sincerely interested." An understatement. He would have given his antique baseball bat collection to know what she'd written about him ten years ago. "I was a foolish teenager." "And now?" He stepped closer.”
Book:Guardian Agent