Reagan chuckled and pulled Libby into her arms, inhaling the sweet scent of her perfume. “I don’t want out,” she confessed, her heart hammering uncontrollably in her chest. “I want the opposite of out, and I’m kind of shocked you don’t see that. Actually . . .” she leaned back to get a good look at her eyes, a dazzling green compared to how red the whites were. Jumping off a cliff without a failsafe, Reagan confessed what had taken her a little while to put together. “I like you. And it has nothing to do with pretending for your job.” Libby’s eyes widened. “I. . .” Gathering her breath as if
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