“Well.” I take a huffy breath and put my hands on my hips as I stare up at him. “You feel a punch in the gut when you see me too.” “No.” He shrugs indifferently as he shakes his head, and I feel my cheeks flush again but differently. My face falls a little. He lets it hang there—the awkwardness, the disappointment that shouldn’t be there but nevertheless is disastrously evident on my face—and then he leans in towards me. His face is close enough to mine that I can feel his breath. His eyes flicker to my mouth, and he runs his tongue over his bottom lip. “That’s no’ where I feel it,” he
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