“All right. Truce, roomie.” I reach out to Karli, offering her my hand. She glances down at my hand doubtfully. Like she’s scared to touch me. My head tilts to the side. “Karli—it’s not a treaty if we don’t seal it with a handshake.” Her suspicious eyes bounce up to mine and I can see the smile she’s suppressing. It’s forcing the corners of her lips upward even as she fights it. “Fine.” She tucks her warm, small palm inside of mine. A fiery charge of electricity eats up my nerve endings as I’m reminded of the way it felt to have her skin on mine in the most intimate way just a few nights ago.
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