"You know I'm kidding," she replied, rolling her eyes slightly. She hadn't really screwed CJ because he liked good music, although she had to admit that had been part of his appeal. It was just...shit, it had been a while, he was hot, and he told her she was beautiful. Really, she hadn't needed much more to convince her at the time. Things would be different if she'd met him now, but...
Shaking her head, she shrugged. "No, we just met a few days ago, I mean, you know? I really like him, though. In all honestly, I feel like it's all kind of overwhelming. Like we were..." she admitted almost sheepishly. "Too fast, too soon...I feel like I'm walking right into a future disappointment and it freaks me out a little. I'm trying to get past that, though. I'd be lying if I said that the post-traumatic stress disorder didn't add to my trepidation, though, as much as I sound like such a bitch for saying it," she replied.
When he went off on her, Lynne set her jaw and tried very hard not to roll her eyes at him. "It's not a conscious thing anymore, Matt, it just is," she said in a short voice, frowning. "Half the time, I don't even realize I'm doing it," she added, which was, for the most part, true. Although, both Graham and Noah had not only noticed, but pointed it out. That had helped, she supposed, because after that, she'd managed to relax enough to at least pick at her food.