Page 64 of The Heiress Auction


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She blows out a frustrated sigh. “Turn me back around.”

I do as she asks. Her brown eyes study me as closely as the camera will allow. “How are you, really?”

Horny.

Confused.

But I know what she means, and I love her for it. She’s worried I’m spiraling out.

“I had a panic attack last night.”

“Oh, sugar. I wish I could hug you.”

“I wish you could, too.”

“I’m sorry you’re going through all this.”

I glance through the window where Alex is on his own phone. He radiates control. But not anger.

Our second kiss had been more explosive than the first. My lips are still tingling. So are other parts.

If Shon hadn’t called, who knows how far we’d have gone.

“It’s actually not so bad. Well, I haven’t really looked at my phone today.” There’s that guilty pang again. I shut it down like I’d squash a bug with a quick stomp.

“Honey, you slept on the floor last night.”

“I was on a mattress.”

“A used mattress with old sheets.”

“No one put bugs in my hair, and that’s more than I can say for when I went camping with Ford.” That was a long week. But if I can survive that, I can survive anything.

“How are you being so chill about this?” Her voice is ripe with suspicion.

Alex looks up then, staring at me through the window. My breath stalls, and there’s the answer.

He is the answer.

I’m chill because when I’m with him, I’m untouchable.

I’m safe.

Safer than I’ve ever felt and exactly how I always want to feel.

“Holy smokes. Who are you looking at? Show me.”

Shon’s voice pierces the bubble.

“Which one is it, Kay?”

Trust my smarty-pants friend to pick up on the tension. . . and my lust. Except, this is more than lust. Somewhere in the last twenty-four hours, I stopped crushing Alex Hunt and started falling. Hard.

I swallow, and he watches. Unmoving.

Does he feel this wild connection?

Why is it that when I look at him, the world and all its problems fade away?

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