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CHAPTER EIGHT

“I swear you just walked by me,” Love said as I held the phone to my ear.

I chuckled as I rushed to keep up with Grayson, who had now gained a lead since I’d stopped to answer my phone. “What makes you think that?”

“I’m sitting outside a coffee shop in the Back Bay, sipping an espresso, and this guy passes my table. He has a heavy amount of scruff on his cheeks, strong jawline, sharp nose. Just like you. We catch eyes at the very beginning, you know, when he approaches the start of the sitting area. It can’t be more than ten or twelve paces long, and the whole time he gives me this soft grin. The kind that spreads across your face when you know something about someone, but you don’t want to let on. Do you know what I’m talking about?”

“Yes.”

“He continued to look at me that way during those ten paces, holding my gaze until he was gone.”

A weird, unexplained, unfamiliar pang hit my chest.

A feeling that came out of nowhere.

I’d never been jealous of another man . . . unti
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