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“Am I supposed to shout it from the rooftops to everyone I meet that I have a fake fiancée?”

“You were flirting with her”

“She was flirting with me There’s a difference” Wait a dauilty? “And so what if I’ed men can flirt”

“You’re right You can do whatever the hell you want” Her next ax hit the target faster than before “You can flirt with, kiss, bang whoever you want This”—she gestured to the rock procured by Hunter—“doesn’t actually s” She waved her arether

And then it hit me like a 400-pound offensive lineman “You were jealous”

Her throild and she picked up another one “That’s insane No I wasn’t”

“You were ear-stealy, can’t-stop-yourself, jealous of the wo with at the coffee shop”

She shot lare, but it only heated up the fall weather evenmy skin ablaze

“I thought she was flirting with you, not the other way around” She cut her gaze tothe ax

I closed the space between us with a playfully predatory smile The trap had been laid and neither one of us had been paying attention We’d set it for ourselves and I was ready to spring it even if she wasn’t secure enough to dive in I stepped in behind her again, this ti like I had to hold back I let the words skiersnap all you had to do was admit it”

She straightened her shoulders and kept her gaze straight ahead, but I didn’tto do with the weather broke out on her skin down the valley of her breasts, highlighted by the v-neck sweater I couldn’t wait to get off her

“There’s nothing to admit” Her voice came out husky “I’ their barely-covered boobs into your face and asking you to sign the out your ass when you walk away, or women in coffee shops ant to score a free coffee”

My sued it all “For someone who’s not jealous, you definitely kept a file of every time a woman has talked toit down the length of the soft fabric barrier between our skin

Did she realize she was leaning intoI need to kno

hat level of a potential shitstor hen it comes to you” She hefted the ax and I dipped et out of the way