You’re stuck,” I blurted, his grin died and he blinked.<br />“Come again?”<br />I swallowed, sucked in breath and forged ahead.<br />“I was lost but you… Tate, you got stuck,” I told him.<br />He stared at me and it took a lot but I braved his stare.<br />Then he asked, “You up for the job of pullin’ me out?”<br />“I…” I swallowed again. “No,” I answered truthfully.<br />“No?” he asked, his eyebrows lifting, his face getting dark, his arms<br />growing tighter.<br />“I…” I pulled in breath then whispered, “I kinda like it here.