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Tension crackled between us, but he had the resistance of a saint because he swallowed and didn’t move in like I wanted him to.
I wanted more of his passion. I wanted the openness he’d shown me.
“I don’t want anything happening to you,” he said with effort.
The words brushed my lips as he said them, but he didn’t close his eyes and kiss me. He didn’t wrap his arms around me.
In fact, after a pained glance, he took a step away.
“I thought you weren’t going to fight your feelings anymore,” I said.
“You’re not helping.”
“What’s the problem? You love me, Duncan. And I?—”
His eyes flashed. “You?”
Knowing it would torment him, I bridged the gap he’d created. I pressed my chest against his and gave his lips a little peck.
Duncan growled. He wrapped his arms around me and crashed his mouth to mine once more. This kiss was as savory as before, making my head spin and lifting my feet from the ground all at once.
“They know I love you,” he said, holding me close and pressing his cheek to mine. “They’ll hurt you because of how I feel about you. I can’t let that happen. I can’t let anything happen to you.”
He lowered me back to the ground and ran a hand through his hair. “Really, I should have fired you a long time ago. I shouldhave let all of this go, let you move on, tried to move on myself. But I couldn’t. And if anything happens to you now?—”
“What makes you think something will happen to me? You keep saying we’re next. How do you even know that?”
There was every chance that nothing would happen at all. Sure, Ulrich had escaped, but so what? What made Duncan so certain we were the next target?
His forehead furrowed with concern. “It’ll be easier if I showed you.”
He took my hand and guided me up the stairs and into his bedroom. While the sight of his bed sent my brain reeling in a thousand different directions, he guided me to sit and then went into his closet, returning with a manila folder. His face dour, he handed the folder to me.
“What’s this?”
I opened it, finding several small notes stacked inside. The first one said,I know how you feel about her. The second one said,It’s not over yet.
“I’ve had them fingerprinted, but there are no traces of anything suspicious other than the notes themselves. Ulrich had been in jail when I got this one.” He pointed to the first. “But this one came after he got out. The guys think he’s not behind them. But it’s related to the frat. To the pledge.
“I promised not to fall in love. But I did anyway. You bulldozed my good sense.” He smirked at this, bringing out that dimple.
I trailed a finger across the printed font on the two notes. “You should have told me.”
Duncan continued pacing in the space between the bed and his dresser. “How was I supposed to have done that? Telling you would have put you in danger sooner.”
I wasn’t sure about that. It sounded like whoever this was knew how he felt about me a long time before I did. If so, why didn’t they do anything before now?
Then again, from what I knew, they’d been too busy targeting Maddox, Adelie, and Wonderland.
Did this Ulrich person just get bored easily? What made him so nasty?
“So, now what?” I asked, setting the notes and the folder aside. “We pretend what we feel for each other doesn’t exist?”
Duncan stopped pacing and stared at me. “What did you say?”
“Which part? We pretend?—”
His throat worked through a swallow. “We.Wefeel? You do feel something for me. Tell me.”
