Harper I couldn’t breathe. Not in the literal sense — though my chest did feel tight — but because every fiber of me was aware of Alexander Cole standing inches away, his presence overwhelming, his eyes claiming mine in a way that was impossible to ignore. We hadn’t kissed. Not yet. But the closeness, the quiet heat between us, was almost unbearable. I tried to focus on the reason I was here — pretending, surviving, getting the money — but his voice, low and rough, made that impossible. “You’re avoiding me,” he said softly, leaning closer. I forced a laugh. “I am not.” “Your body disagrees,” he murmured, tilting his head, studying me. I opened my mouth to reply, but no words came. He was right. My body did betray me — the heat that had nothing to do with the spring air, the quickened pulse that had nothing to do with exertion. “Harper…” His voice was velvet and steel all at once. “Why do you fight me?” “Because I can,” I whispered, more to convince myself than hi
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