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Both seemed fitting.

He moved through the empty hallway without looking back, but I followed, keeping enough distance that it wasn’t obvious. It felt like a game. I didn’t want to play games, though. Games got out of hand, and people got hurt. And I didn’t want to get hurt—not again.

I rounded the corner and stalled. Evan was gone. The hallway was silent and empty. I continued to the end, but there was still no sign of him. My shoulders sagged, and I hitched my bag up ready to turn back when a door opened beside me, and a hand reached out, yanking me into the darkness.

“What the hell?” I snapped coming face-to-face with Evan.

“Hi.” His eyes glittered with mischief.

“Hi?” I shrieked, my heart racing. “You scared me half to death.”

“I’m sorry.” He crowded me, and I stepped back, the door clicking shut behind me.

“What are you doing, Evan?” I blew out an exasperated breath.

“I wanted to see you.” Defiance shone in his eyes, but I narrowed mine, trying to figure out what was going on in his head.

“You just saw me. I was right there. I know you were watching me.”

“Okay, but I really, really wanted to do this.” His voice vibrated through me as his hand reached out, pressing against my cheek and sliding into my hair. He tugged me toward him, our lips colliding. God, he tasted so good. I curled my hands into his sweater, cementing us together.

And then I remembered his words last night.

“Wait.” My hand flattened against his stomach and pushed gently. Breaking the kiss, he sighed, touching his head to mine.“I thought you didn’t want this?” I pulled back, searching his eyes. “Last night, you made it seem like it wasn’t going to happen again. What changed?”

“You think last night was a one-time deal?” Shock lingered in his voice, but that made no sense.

“Wasn’t it?”

“Not if I have anything to do with it.” He tried to pull me closer, but I held firm, craning my head up.

“So you do want to see me again?” I asked.

His eyes narrowed, the air changing around us. “What is going on in that head of yours?”

“What is going on with me? You were the one who invited me back to your place and then said you didn’t want to see me again.”

“I never said that.”

“Yes, you did.”Didn’t he?

He looped his arms around my waist, anchoring me to him. I couldn't think with him this close. “No, I said it would be better if we avoided going public. I want to see you, Becca. But I don’t want to make things any worse than they already are.”

What?

I didn’t have time to consider his words as he captured my lips again. My body melted into his as our tongues swirled together, and a shiver worked its way through me, memories of Evan touching me invading my mind. My back ended up pressed against the wall, Evan’s legs pinning me there, connecting with me in all the right places. When it was like this between us, he quashed all my doubt, pushing away the nagging questions.

Evan made me forget.

And I wasn’t sure that was a good thing.

He broke the kiss, grazing my lips, and reality slammed back into me. “You want us to keep this… whatever this is, a secret?” I gasped. Just what I needed in my life…moresecrets.

He brushed the tip of his nose across my cheeks, over the bridge of my nose, and across the other cheek. “For now. You’ve seen how people talk in this place. Talking shit, spreading rumors. I don’t want that for us.”

Us.Why did that single word mean so much to me? Why did I cling to it in hopes that it meant more than it probably did?

“And when people see us sneaking out of the closet? Your stealth sucks.” I laughed, but it was strained as I was still trying to process what he was asking of me.

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