"Reads like the sort of rom-com you wish Hollywood still made." —Apple Books
He swallows and eases even closer, his gaze leaving mine to drop to my lips.
His eyes close, his expression as tortured as I feel. “Damn it, Charlotte,” he says on a breath, his voice rough.
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And every time, he seems to sense my gaze, because his eyes find mine. The moments of eye contact are brief—a few seconds at most.
The butterflies in my stomach last much, much longer.
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