‘I thought … I thought you … I mean, I thought we…’ Mac kept up his pacing, talking to the pavement instead of Annie. When he finally looked up, there was so much hurt on his face it took Annie's breath away. ‘I thought that night meant something.’ He stopped moving and the weight of his stare had Annie pinned to the side of the truck harder than his body had. She could lie. But instead found herself telling the truth. ‘It did mean something,’ she whispered. With that admission Mac stepped in closer until Annie could feel the heat of him, but he didn't touch her. She really freaking wished he
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