That's not control, not really. Because between one breath and another, the memory overwhelmed me, and suddenly that heavy warmth spread from low in my body to spill over my skin in a dance of goosebumps. From a distance, you couldn't tell he was crying. He bowed his head toward mine.
I watch the way you react around him. He forced his face into a smile before the women behind me could see him clearly. I frowned at them both. Good, because I'd hate to say she's crazy if you were still going to date her.
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