I can’t decide which is more alarming—the fact that when Nick uses my full name, it’s because he’s bent on making a point; or that he’s fearful of how I’m going to respond to this particular point.But I’m not prone to shying away from anything he has to say. Thus, I hitch my chin and square my shoulders, taking a silent “lay it on me” stance.On the inside, however… My stomach knots and my pulse jumps.I can’t, for the life of me, guess what it is he’s about to reveal. I’m still in shock over him having requested I fly home with him. Meet his friends. See his country. (I’m also still stunned to the core that I didn’t bite on the lure, given how damn tempting it was.)Nick’s expression turns somewhat grim and that only tightens the pretzel within me.Now I’m getting worried.“Whatever it is,” I quietly implore, “please tell me, immediately, because the suspense literally will eat me alive.”This time, when the corner of his mouth quirks, it really is a grin. A sexy, devilish one. His
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