"I just thought…" Nancy trailed off, realizing she had already said more than she probably should have. Shifting slightly she placed the cutter back down. "It's nothing. I don't know what I thought."

Scott raised a brow again, a look she was starting to attribute solely to him. "Why don't I believe that? You're not the type to say something you don't mean."

"Do you want me to be honest?"

"Of course."

"Then I was just a little worried. I mean, when I found it, I thought it might have been used for something… nefarious."

"So you don't trust me."