Out in the dark with only the stars lighting the way, I felt safe with him at my side. The way you got when you felt like someone could haul you into their arms and run away with you. I didn’t get that feeling around many guys, but with Berk, I thought maybe, just maybe. Then I pushed those thoughts aside. He’s being a friend. Just like he’s been a friend for nearly a year now. Stopping into the house to make sure I’m okay and steal treats. But there’s never been more than a hint of interest—other than the way his gaze kept dipping to my chest, but that was probably his overprotective
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