Sliding a finger under her chin, I let my teasing grin fall and gently angled her to face me again. “But I promise, you can always talk to me if you need someone. I know how hard it is to make friends when you’re constantly on guard, when there’s always an agenda.” “Always waiting for the other shoe to fall,” she added, eyes wavering to my lips. “Worried people only want you for what you can give them. Or that anything good will eventually come to an end.” “Something like that,” I murmured. I was unable to look away, unable to pull myself out of this hold she had on me. My pulse raced when she
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