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image of Mason and Kennedy tangled in bed. Compounding that nightmare was the surreal

blinds, I gave up on sleep. I tiptoed out of my r

t storm had passed, and soft, golden sunlight was filtering through the clouds, catching the dark waves of his ha

d awkwardly, bre

on me, the hard, guarded lines of his jaw visibl

cted shiver down my spine. "Thanks for letting me stay. I should

lse argued otherwise. "I can put your clothes in

ely needing a distraction. I brewed coffee and made a

hite dress shirt was hopelessly wrinkled, and he had left the top three

the kitchen island, crossing his arms and watching me with a h

s voice a low, smooth rumble. "You're setting t

d, and a sharp jolt of electricity sparked between us. I quickly pulled my h

eyes never leaving mine over the r

breathed, suddenl

mell," he murmured, his gaze dropping to my lips before slowly rising ba

ned my mouth to fire back a witty retort, b

set his empty mug in the sink. "Thanks again, Har

y, following him toward the front door.

a quiet sigh of relief. The crazy night was over. I w

rough the apartment, followed immediately

up! Mom's he

out of my face. I f

ll on the knob. He looked ba

ic seizing my throat. "She... s

dark brows pulling to

nd. We broke u

door in its frame. "Harper? Are you and Mason

flair for the dramatic. If she found out my two-year relationship had ended in a cheating scandal, she would move in w

imposing frame, the unbuttoned shirt, the effortless

ds flat against his chest, backing him up until his broad sho

there. My palms were pressed directly against the hard, warm expanse of his exp

so my face was inches from his. The air between us instantly thi

istered our position. "What are you doing, Harper?

stinctively curling into the fabric of his shirt, graz

shattering. "You want me to pretend

y close to his. "Just for five minutes! If she sees you and reali

ght behind his back, the sound vibrating through the hea

this door right now, I'm calling