Lyla felt lucky right now, whether she was or not. She'd had a close call, but Matt had showed up just in time. He'd savd her and now he was taking care of her.. that had to be a lucky thing.
"Yeah," she managed, summoning up a little bit of bravado. She could do this. She could. She just had to.. get it over with. And it helped knowing he'd still be there.. to protect her or whatever she needed.
"Yeah," she echoed, "let's just.. get it over with." The sooner she did this, the sooner she could work on forgetting it had ever happened, right?