Emilio’s POVHe didn’t.Instead, he looked at me slowly, like he’d been waiting for something exactly like that to happen — like my tiny, accidental touch had confirmed something he already knew. His eyes softened, but that small smile stayed on his lips, just a faint little curve. Somehow it made my stomach twist, like someone had tied a knot in it and pulled.“You’re jumpy tonight,” he murmured.I tried to speak — really, I did — but the moment I opened my mouth, nothing came out. My throat felt tight, like it had forgotten how to work. I could feel my heartbeat pressing up against it, loud and obvious.Sinclair let out a soft, warm laugh, the kind that rolled out of him slowly and made the air feel heavier. “Relax, sugar,” he said. “I’m not gonna bite. Unless you want me to.”The way he said it… so calm, like it was nothing… made my whole face heat up. I coughed, pretending I had something in my throat, but I knew — and he definitely knew — that I was just trying to hide how fast I
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