Chapter 37

Shea and Troy moved over to the wall on the other side of the roof.

“What did you want to talk about?” he asked as they leaned against the wall.

Shea looked out over the city with her hands clasped in front of her.

“Where do you think we’re going, Troy?” she asked, staring out at the cityscape skyline.

Sighing, he leaned against the top of the wall with his hands clasped in front of him.

“You feel it, too, don’t you?” he asked. “Or rather, you don’t feel it.”

Shea stood up and looked at him.

Reaching out, she put her hand on his arm and said, “You know that I think you’re a great guy, Troy, but I just don’t think there’s that big a spark between us.”

He shifted so that he was leaning against the wall on one elbow.

“I agree,” he told her. “You’re a great girl, and I enjoy being with you, but it’s just not there.”

She put her hand on his arm and smiled at him. He patted her arm, then looked toward the party.

“Let’s head back before anyone asks too many questi