“Tyler, there was one thing I wanted to talk to you about...” My gut dropped. “Yeah? What’s up?” This couldn’t get any worse than rejection, right? Because I’d made countless moves on her, and now I knew all of them had been unwelcome. I felt like such a creep, reliving the kiss on her forehead, two-stepping at the bar, telling her she was beautiful... A dumb creep at that for misreading all the signs. “About the question you asked me the other night.” She took a breath, her eyes looking everywhere but at me. “I’m really sorry about that,” I began. “I shouldn’t have crossed a line, and I
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