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“The kiss.” She smiles with her eyes closed while hugging her pillow closer.

“Did we, Lottie? Did I spook you?” I ask, praying that the question won’t tarnish the progress we’ve made tonight.

She lets out a little sigh and shakes her head.

“No, Nate. The kiss didn’t spook me.”

“No? Then what did?”

“Maybe how much I liked it.”

My broken heart feels like it can breathe again with her confession, and just as I’m about to ask for more, she ends my questioning with a sweet smile.

“Night, Nate.”

“Goodnight, sweetheart.”

And it’s with the image of her sleepy smile wishing me goodnight that I fall asleep and dream about spending every night like this—her face being the last thing I see.

Chapter 31

Nathan

“You look oddly pensive today,” Dr. Seymour says observingly, pushing her black-framed glasses up the bridge of her nose. “Anything on your mind you’d like to discuss?”

“Not sure you can help me with this, Doc,” I mumble, my leg bouncing up and down.

“Give me a try. Maybe I’ll surprise you.”

“What the hell? Why not?” I mutter. “I got myself into a situation.”

“What kind of a situation?” she retorts patiently.

“The kind where I’m fucked.” I let out a frustrated exhale.

“Is that so?” she says, unable to stifle her smile. “How about you explain it to me, and I’ll be the judge of that. Maybe your anxiety is making it seem that your problem is bigger than it actually is.”

“Spare me the shrink mumbo jumbo, Doc. I know a fucked-up situation when I see it.”

“Okay. I’m listening.”

“So… I have this friend,” I start. “A girl… no… a woman.”

“Ah. I was wondering when you would bring her up.” She smiles widely.

“Excuse me?”

“Wearetalking about Riley Griffin, are we not? Lately, you can’t go online without seeing pictures of the two of you together. You two really have set the media in quite a frenzy.”

My shoulders cave in shame.

“I… um… don’t mean Riley. She’s cool and all, but she’s not the problem. We’re just friends.”

“And this other person is not a friend?”

“No, she is. It’s just that lately… I wish—”

“That she was more than a friend?” Doc finishes for me.

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