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“There’s a method to my madness.”
“I have a boyfriend, and I can’t go out with you.” “Dump him,” he fires back.
“Ask him if he feels like he might die if he doesn’t get to touch you again.” I frown. “Why would I ask him that?” I whisper. “Because there’s another man who does.” The phone clicks as he hangs up.
“But it was the way you kissed me that I remember the most.”
My eyes search his. “How did I kiss you?” “Like you’d been waiting your whole life to kiss me.”
“Have you ever been so physically attracted to someone that you lose the ability to think around them?”
“You must have done something stupid in your life, Jameson Miles.” He smiles softly over at me in the darkness. “Yeah. I have.” “What?” I smirk.
He reaches over and cups my face in his hand, and his thumb dusts over my bottom lip. “I never asked for your number.”
Even on the other side of the world, he has an effect on me. He’s waiting for me to tell him I’m missing him . . . he always does.
This is it. I can stop searching. I’ve found her.
“Being in love is like being on a deserted island, Jameson. You focus on them and them only, and you make everything else fit around that person.”
