C52 I'm A Hunter

LAURA

Realizing the gravity of my words as Derek turns to look in my direction, I curse myself inwardly for being too fearful of the slippery tongue of mine.

"Pardon?" he asks, and I'm unable to tell if he's confused or acting coy.

"William, not you. I must have mistaken you for William. I'm sorry, Derek."

"You must miss him that much. We've been off for days searching for Arthur