Lilith's POV Just from Connor tapping my shoulder, I almost developed a heart attack. Without turning towards him, I ripped a corner of my note page, scribbled my number down, and reached it behind me. He teased the tips of his fingers down my folded palm to the scrap of paper, plucking it from my grasp. The peach fuzz on my arm raised in response to his touch. I shook myself as my hand retreated from behind me. He gripped my shoulder and leaned into me, drawing out the hidden need in me to be closer to him. My stomach dropped as my head relaxed backwards to him. His hot breath brushing my earlobe, causing tingly sensations to vibrate through me. "Thank you for behaving." He whispered, teasing me. I rolled my eyes, knowing I was safe from him seeing it. It bothered me to hear the "missing girl" flirt with him. Something obviously attracted him to me, but after getting a decent look at her, I can't help but wonder if it's her
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