“You snuck me food in your pocket?” she asked, swaying on her feet gently like the breeze filling the grotto. Reagan couldn’t tell if she was touched or grossed out. Maybe a bit of both. “You were taking that champagne down pretty quickly without eating. I figured you might need a little something so you didn’t crash.” Taking tentative steps forward, Libby closed the gap between them. Instead of making any moves to take the food, she tilted her chin up just a little. The gesture drew Reagan’s attention to Libby’s full lips and sent her heart racing. “That’s the most thoughtful thing anyone has
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