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“How is fake dating you for a night different than letting some random girl hang on him?” She huffs a laugh. “Leave it to Adam to figure out a way to not date but still date. Was it awful fake dating a guy you have a massive crush on or amazing? I can’t decide if it’s tragic or exciting.” “I went into the zone. I barely remember it.” Mostly accurate, but I’m never going to forget the feeling of being wrapped up in his strong arms. Tragic. Definitely tragic.
Carefully, I get into bed, trying not to wake him. One arm reaches around my waist and pulls me tight against his chest. His nose nuzzles into my hair, and he places a kiss on my neck. “’Night, beautiful.”
“I don’t want this to be like every other time,” I say. “Does that mean you want to date other people?” Her tone is fragile but hard as nails. I don’t know how she manages to be vulnerable and badass at the same time, but it’s hot. And wait, what? Date other people? The fuck? “No, it sure as shit doesn’t mean that.” “Oh.” Her lips form the sound and stay that way while she processes my words. She’s probably thinking I’m a moron. Welcome to the club.
We head over to the guys’ place. Maverick is the first to see me. He drops the controller in his hand onto his lap. “Woah, Reagan sweetheart, I think you just became the starring role in my dream later.” “Hot, right?” Ginny asks as she sits next to Heath on the couch. He gives me a thumbs up. “So hot,” Mav mutters and keeps staring. “You’re a rocket.” Adam walks out, adjusting his tie. I think he tells Maverick to fuck off, but I’m too busy ogling my handsome boyfriend in a suit and tie. “Hey.” His gaze finally lands on me and drops slowly. “Fucking hell.”
“I just started seeing this girl.” I meet Reagan’s eyes. “A talented, beautiful actress. She couldn’t fix a broken arm or do anything that she’d think is heroic, but she is the single bravest person I know. The core of who she is reminds me a lot of that doctor from long ago. She inspires me every day to pay it forward. Ten thousand people, but none of them have made me feel like her.” I lock my gaze on hers. “I love you, Reagan. I have fallen in love with you. Ten thousand people, but I just want you.”
