Chapter 27

Michelle wanted to bite her own tongue. Did Jonathan think she was some kind of troublemaker now? In her panic, she stood up too quickly, losing her balance and nearly crashing into Jonathan's arms. Jonathan instinctively reached out and caught her, steadying her with a firm hold around her slender waist. Well, there was no way to explain this now. Jonathan pulled his arm back, and she carefully sat back down, looking every bit like a child who had been caught doing something wrong. He grabbed the yogurt and fruit tub, took a spoonful, and ate it. "It's really good. Thanks." Her face turned red hot. She peeked at him from the corner of her eye and saw that he wasn't angry, which made her breathe a sigh of relief. After a moment of hesitation, she reached out and poked Jonathan's wrist. He turned to look at her, waiting for her to speak. She gave him a serious look. "Jonathan, I'm not that reckless." Jonathan nodded. She looked so earnest, and it almost made him smile. "I was j