Stephen froze in place, and she could see his head cock to one side as if something she'd said had struck a chord somewhere. "You would erase my memory? For what? So I wouldn't love you? So I could forget about you?" He hadn't even turned around to look at her yet, but she could probably see tension clear in his arms and shoulders. "If you loved me, you wouldn't even entertain that thought." Now her words were just making him bitter, which was about to be very, very bad.