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“I want to be like you.” “Devastatingly handsome?” She grins wider. “No, a player. Hayden, I want you to teach me to be a player.”
Lol here we go…
The kitchen island is covered in bouquets of red roses. Multiple bouquets. I’ve never seen so many roses in one place. “For me?” I sputter, heart lifting. Hayden stands behind me, so close I can feel his body heat. “They’re not for me.” The strong line of his throat works as he swallows, rubbing the back of his neck. “Of course they’re for you. You’re my date.” I touch one of the blooms, brushing my fingertip over the smooth petal while delight courses through me. I count the vases on the counter. “Eight.” He looks away, folding his arms over his chest. “One for each year we’ve been friends.”
Aahhhhhh my heart
