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“You’re not wrong in what you said. Your freedom definitely doesn’t include dicking all around town.”
Jensen snorts, and the lightheartedness is back in his eyes.
“I have a feeling that’s not the kind of freedom you need,” I tell him.
He nods and continues to wring his hands together. “I wasn’t the perfect boyfriend, you know?”
“Nobody’s perfect.”
“No one is,” he repeats, then adds, “He’s an idiot for ever giving you up.”
“Because I’m perfect?” I tease.
He shakes his head and offers me a small smile. Grinning back, I turn my body and reach out a hand for his. He doesn’t hesitate to slide his warm palm against mine.
He’s smiling at me like we’re sharing a little secret. And maybe we are.
We’re two lonely, imperfect men finding comfort in each other. Two practical strangers in a ski lodge filled with family. Yet right now, he’s the only person who can see the real me, beyond the disrepair of heartbreak and betrayal.
In the past six months since my life has blown up, he’s the only person who makes me feel a little bit like my old self. The one without the thundercloud hanging over my head all the time. The one who hadn’t sworn off all men.
The one without a broken libido.
Because with Jensen’s green eyes burning into mine, a kindling stirs in the pit of my stomach. He’s not stingy with showing the desire he has for me, and maybe that’s what does me in.
Being wanted.
It’s a dangerous thing.
I’m not sure who moves first, but soon our faces are inches apart. A breath away from doing something my past self would definitely have a freak-out over.
Right now, though, it’s completely taken over my mind. My gaze flicks to his lips, and the kindling in my belly is set ablaze.
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