Daphne gave her shoulders a dainty little shrug and tried to wiggle her hand free of his grasp. But his fingers only tightened. And so, although she knew it was not his intention, she let herself be drawn to him, slowly moving closer until they were but a foot apart. Simon’s breathing grew shallow. “Don’t do this, Daphne.” She tried to say something witty; she tried to say something seductive. But her bravado failed her at the last moment. She’d never been kissed before, and now that she had all but invited him to be the first, she didn’t know what to do. His fingers loosened slightly around
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