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... ion in the air—barely.
I turned back to the counter, forcing myself to focus as I poured two cups of coffee. Something to do with my hands. Something to keep me from looking at her.
But I could still feel her eyes on me.
She took the cup when I handed it to her, fingers grazing mine. A quick touch—nothing intentional. But I felt it everywhere.
"Thanks," she murmured, bringing the cup to her lips.
I forced myself to do the same, taking a sip, letting the he ...
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