Aria “You’re sweating so much. Should I put the glass down?” he asked, his tone casual but his eyes glued to me, one hand on the wheel, the other lazily holding the glass.My pulse jumped. My palms were slick, my chest tight, and every breath felt like it scraped against my throat.“No! Just drive!” I snapped, sharper than I intended. My voice cracked at the edges, betraying nerves I couldn’t hide. I refused to look at him. God, I couldn’t. If I looked, really looked, at his face, I was afraid I’d see something that tied him to that night. That night I was trying so hard to bury, to erase.I squeezed my eyes shut, gripping my knees with both hands. It was just a one-night stand. Nothing more. Forget it. Forget him.The car lurched suddenly to a halt. My body jerked forward, a gasp tearing from my lips.My heart stopped.I turned slowly, dread curling inside me. He leaned closer. Too close. His warmth pressed into my space, his arm brushing mine, the faint scent of his cologne, sharp,
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