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“You love me? Like love, not like?” Layla gasped as her eyes grew wide and she gaped at the man holding her to him.

‘Zayne confessed his love to me! Zayne! Me! This is crazy!’ She screamed and ran crazy in her head. ‘First it was Alaric, and now him too! I knew both of them were going to fall for me, but this is so soon, so sudden. I’m not yet prepared for this kind of attention. It’s almost too much.’

“Yes, I love you, not like you, though it took me dozens of stupid decisions to figure it out. I’ve fallen for you, Layla. I’ve fallen hard, and I don’t want to ever get up.” Zayne whispered, bringing his lips close to hers and kissing her.

Her arms moved on their own accord, sliding across his neck and pressing her body closer to him. The kiss was gentler than the first they shared, but it was just as passionate and sent all the butterflies in her stomach into a dancing fiesta.

He pulled his head away from hers and stared at her with a blissful, childlike smile that made him