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I suddenly wonder how I ever made it through life without Hannah Wells’s sarcastic barbs and annoyed grumbles.
Oh hell no. My back snaps straighter than a hockey stick. I want to stalk over there and yank her away from Kohl. Or better yet, yank her right into my arms and kiss the living daylights out of her.
She’s just uttered the words every guy wants to hear—I want you so bad—but damn it, she’s drunk and I can’t let her do this.
It takes superhuman strength on my part to push her off my body. She whimpers in protest, but when I gently touch her cheek, the whimper turns into a happy sigh. “We can’t do this,” I say gruffly. “You trusted me to look out for you, remember? Well, this is me looking out for you.”
“Hey, come on, don’t cry,” he begs. “It breaks my fucking heart to hear you cry.”
She goes quiet for a long moment, and then the most brilliant smile fills her face and lights up the room. It’s the first time Hannah has smiled at me like that, a smile that truly reaches her eyes, and it makes my heart clench in the strangest way.
Sometimes people sneak up on you and suddenly you don’t know how you ever lived without them. How you went about your day and hung out with your friends and fucked other people without having this one important person in your life.
“I know you’re into me, Wellsy. And I’m definitely into you. Would it really be so bad if we made this thing official?”