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As if I was being honest with myself.
Earnestness barely made a blip on my radar.
I needed to touch her to soothe an ache that the contact only made
sharper.
“Okay, Logan. You win.” She nodded and let the curtain drop, looking
up at me with warm amber eyes, close enough for me to see the renegade
dot on the left one. “We play it safe.”
Reluctantly, I let my hand fall from her shoulder. “Good. I think that’ll
make it easy in the end.”
“Yeah.”
I was about to suggest we pull the car all the way back so we could
move her stuff into the guesthouse. Then maybe dinner. Lock down more of
our story. Review a schedule of events I had coming up.
But the doorbell rang.
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