“Do you feel that?” he murmurs, his eyes burning holes through mine. His heart pounds hard and fast beneath my palm. “Yes,” I breathe. A warm tingling sensation washes over every single nerve ending in my body. “You make me uneasy too.” A ghost of a smile dances across his perfect lips. “You make me uneasy in a way that feels as though my heart is going to burst through my chest. In a way that feels like my brain can’t remember how to function properly. Like I don’t know how to regulate my breathing.” The corners of his mouth twitch, his hand shifting away from mine. “So, yeah. You make me
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