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against everything I believe in, I wouldn't choose McCall to fall in love with." |
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"You see?" Josie clapped her hands, then pointed one finger at D.J. "That's part of your problem right there." |
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D.J. frowned at the angel. "What problem?" |
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"You don't choose who you fall in love with. Love chooses you." |
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A new concept, which D.J. hadn't considered before. "How so?" |
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"Have you ever heard of love at first sight?" |
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"Oh, please." D.J. rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I've heard of it. In movies, books, and songs. No one with half a brain believes love at first sight exists." |
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"Oh, really? I have a whole brain, Miss Smart Mouth. And I fell in love at first sight. If two people are open to the experience, they feel the connection the first time they set eyes on each other. Others may find their one true love, but it takes longer to realize the truth of the relationship if they aren't open to understanding such a truth." |
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"I don't think I'm open to any of this. I never will be." |
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"Yes, you will. Stop drowning your feelings in sarcasm." |
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"You're wrong. Remember your dream? The one about Christian and the children?" |
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D.J. lay very still on the table as icy cold awareness flooded her. She'd known from the outset that something had been strange about her dream. "You did that?" |
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"Of course. I wanted to replace your nightmare |
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