“What’s wrong?” He placed a finger gently under her chin, forcing her eyes to meet his.

She shrugged. “It’s just that I hardly know you, and you don’t know me.” She bit her lower lip and then released it. “And when you leave, I’ll still be here. My feet are planted firmly on the ground, and you’re a shooting star. When would the earth ever come into contact with a star?”

He shrugged. “A falling star would.”

“Don’t even say that,” she said. “You have your whole career ahead of you. You’re a shooting star—”

“Then why don’t we just... see where it goes?” A smile lit Declan’s lips. “Promise...