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There was a knock at the door.

“Andie?” said my cousin’s voice. He sounded light and unconcerned, as if nothing had happened outside.

“Yes,” I squeaked. The door pushed open. “Will!” I covered my breasts with my hands. “I could have been using the bathroom—”

“Fun.” Green eyes scanned me, and my blush deepened. Will closed the door behind him, leaning against it like a panther about to pounce. “I bet you’re cute when you pee.”

“Don’t even.” My voice came out sharp. “I can’t go out like this. The dress — it doesn’t fit. I can’t zip it up.”

“Let me see.” His fingers circled my wrists, easing them away from my breasts.

“Will, no.”

“Let me see, Andie.” His tone held every expectation of being obeyed.

“Oh God.” I flushed, yielding to his hands, as my cleavage was exposed. My hands had crumpled the cups of the bodice against my breasts, so my nipples didn’t show anymore. But Will’s gaze was intimate. His eyes flickered at my quick intake of breath, traveling over my collarbone, my heaving chest.

“I’m showing so much,” I whispered. “I never show this much.” Where did I get the courage to talk that way? Maybe because Will was my cousin, it felt okay.

He gave me a gleaming smile. “We can’t have that, can we? No one else should know about all those sweet freckles you have.” Stepping behind me, he zipped up the last few inches, quick and deft. The fabric hugged me tightly, straining at my torso, driving my awareness higher. “Now let’s fix the front.”

Moving to stand before me, he adjusted the cups of my bodice. When his fingers brushed the tops of my breasts, I gasped. My nipples immediately hardened, aching. An accident. It must have been an accident.

I dared to look into his eyes. They shone like the green of new leaves in spring, intense and darkening at the center.

“So tight,” he said softly. “It fits you like a glove.” I shook my head, bowing my face so my hair fell forward. A large hand stroked up and down my back, making my breath catch.

“It’s all wrong,” I whispered. “I should go change. But I don’t have anything like what the other girls are wearing.”

“Sshhh,” Will murmured. “You look fine.”

“Only fine?” The way he was rubbing my back made my head go light.

His laugh was knowing. “Keep it on, Andie.”

“Why?”

“Because I say so.” He spoke with casual authority. “I like you like this. Don’t change.”

My blood pulsed hard and fast as we exited the bathroom and descended the staircase. The house was quiet, but laughter and music swirled in from outside.

“Will, I’m really uncomfortable right now.”

He took my hand, and I sucked in a breath when he slid his fingers through mine. “I know. I’ll take care of you.”

His eyes were green and liquid and did nothing to dispel my fears. “The girls here are mean. So are the boys.”

“They are, aren’t they?” He grinned.

“It’s like the air they breathe. They don’t even have a reason to be. They have so much.”

He pressed his lips to my ear. “Why do you think they’re mean? When they have so much?”

His breath tickled my ear. His lips were soft and teasing. I opened my mouth to answer, but whatever I was going to say flew out of my mind when he rubbed his thumb in circles over my palm.

“Let’s have fun,” he murmured. “Stick with me and no one will bother you.”

Outside, the patio was bright with lanterns and Will’s beautiful friends milling around. Music floated through the air. Some people were dancing.

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