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“Stop it,” I whispered to myself. “You are not feeling anything. This is just a random thing happening. That’s all. Totally random. You’re just…”

“Fiona,” a voice said.

I spun around. Eyes wide. “I’m not in love with him!”

Demi stepped back.

I covered my mouth and swallowed hard.

Time froze for a few seconds.

I lowered my hands. “Demi. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to yell. You scared me.”

“Are you okay?”

“I don’t know. I mean, yeah. Yes. I’m fine. More than fine. I’m great. Sorry. You scared me.”

“You just said that.”

“I know. But you did. My heart is racing now.”

“Because of me?” Demi asked.

She had that smirk on her face.

“You’re funny,” I said.

“I wanted to show you something. In the back. If that’s okay.”

“Of course,” I said. “Give me a minute and I’ll be right there.”

“Perfect.”

Demi turned and walked to the back.

I touched my chest.

My heart really was racing.

Mostly because of Demi scaring me.

Mostly.

I glanced over my shoulder to the front door of the gallery.

I then decided to think about Riff telling me not to sleep with anyone else while he was gone.

First off, did he think I was that kind of woman? That I would wave goodbye, then grab my phone to start swiping and fill his condo with horny men, taking one at a time into the bedroom until I could no longer walk?

Second of all…

I wondered if that comment had something to do with his intentions on his hockey road trip.

Was he going to be with other women? Did he have other women throughout the country? Maybe he had aSeattle slut.Or aVegas vixen.Or aChicago crazy chick.

I mean, we did not define anything between each other.

There was no need to.

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