“Everly?” “Yeah?” He hooked his arm around my waist and pulled me toward him. I found myself on his side of the bed for the first time, crossing yet another invisible line. He was shirtless, dressed in nothing but a pair of boxer briefs. I could feel the warmth of his body through the thin fabric of my nightie. He propped himself up to look down at me and skimmed his hand over my ribs. “I like you.” “Okay, fine, I like you too.” God, that smile. One corner of his mouth pulled up, puckering his dimple. The fact that he so rarely smiled made each one feel like gold. He leaned down and brought
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