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“Harry,” she whispers, closing her eyes

Now it’sbefore I have time to even think about it

“Everything’s gonna be okay I’ll never break your heart,” I say,in me “Never”

Winter opens her eyes, filled with pleading as she looks down at me “You don’t know that What happens when you fall in love, Harry?”

“I’m horrible Harry, remember? I don’t fall in love”

I s her about the na her a little closer so she can rest her forehead against mine Her warm breath dances acrossmore

“You are pretty horrible,” she whispers

I slideover how good it feels to finally have my hands on her

“The worst,” I agree, squeezing her just enough to elicit a raze beneath the he over the warm, bare skin of her waist

I’m at ith myself Part of me wants to enjoy this slow, sensual dance Every touch between us is a first, and I want to savor every last sensation Butfurther, to the bedroo is nice—very nice—but I want more

She cups the side ofat the sensation I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on Winter has a power over

I can feel her breath on s her lips closer toshe’s willing to give me I want it all

A wail sounds froht and steps back, her eyes wide as she touches her fingers to her lips

“Oh God,” she says, cringing “What a?”

“Hey—”

Avery cries again and Winter takes off, not even looking back I blow out a deep breath, knowing better than to try to talk this out with her She’ll yell at ot her spiel memorized now

I take a bottle of water fro over at her She’ll probably be able to readI need Because if Winter could see ht now rather than disappointment

Now I know for sure this isn’t just a one-sided thing She feels it, too I just have to convince her that it’s okay to give in to our attraction

Chapter Twelve

Winter

My client, Tara, admires her new dark-colored hair in the mirror at Perfectly Posh, the salon I work at

“I love it,” she says, grinning “I’lad you’re back No one’s ever been able to color ht shade like you do”