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Nic let out a long, slow breath, rubbing his hand across the back of his neck.

For a minute Lily wondered if she’d completely misread what had been going on between them—maybe he was more interested in just being friends?

She risked a glance up at him, and all her doubts fled. The heat in his eyes told her everything she needed to know about how he felt—and it was a lot more than friendly. She felt that heat travel to the depths of her belly, warming her from the inside until it reached her face as a smile. He pulled gently on her hand, bringing her close to him, and planted his other hand on her hip.

“Is this a good idea?” she asked, knowing the answer, knowing just as well that it wasn't going to stop them.

“Terrible,” Nic answered, dropping her hand, his palm finding her cheek. “Want to stop?”

Stop? How could they stop? They’d tried to avoid it—they’d talked about exactly why it was a bad idea. Looking deep into Nic’s eyes now, she could see that he still had reservations, that he still didn’t fully believe this was the right thing to do … but stop?

“No.”