Hilary WindsorThis wasn’t supposed to feel real. It was just a contract. That’s what I kept reminding myself, but why is my heart racing like this?No. Hilary, relax. Bennett is just being nice. He’s playing his part. It’s all part of the plan. That’s all.I cleared my throat and forced the words out before I could change my mind. “Yeah, sure.”The second the answer left my lips, I stepped back, desperate for space. My legs carried me toward the dining table, shaky and unsteady, as though they weren’t mine. I sat quickly, pressing my palms into my lap. “You should, erm… serve the food,” I muttered, avoiding his eyes.When I dared a glance, he was smiling at me, a knowing, infuriating smile that made my chest flutter and burn at the same time. He turned away, plating the food with a calmness I couldn’t match, though I caught the way his gaze flicked back to me now and then, like he was studying me.“We’re going tomorrow evening,” he said as casually as if he was commenting on the weat
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