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LUCY“What?” I ask, turning to face Cal. I didn’t realize how close he’d gotten, but now that we’re face-to-face, the distance between our bodies seems so small.It doesn’t seem to bother Cal. He keeps his determined eyes on me. “Teach me to cook and record it. You don’t have to muster up the courage to ask anyone because I’m offering myself.”I shake my head. My cheeks heat with embarrassment that he felt obligated to offer to begin with. “Cal, you’re busy. You’re not taking time out of your day so I can teach you to cook for a silly little video.”The strong muscles of his cheek feather underneath his skin as he angrily clenches his jaw. “What have I said about calling anything to do with your dreams silly?”My mouth snaps shut for a moment. I don’t know how to respond to him. I wasn’t trying to diminish my dreams at all with my comment. It was supposed to be funny. He has far better things to do than take time to help me record a video. “I’ll ask someone else. I’m sure Charlotte wi

LUCYMy heart races with anxiety as I open the door to the pool house and step outside. Part of me wants to glance over my shoulder and look at Cal, but I can’t. I’m too embarrassed about us being caught to do anything but look for Margo.Part of me expects everyone to be staring at me as I step back outside, as if Margo told everyone what she caught Cal and me doing in the time it took for me to chase after her.No one pays me any attention. They’re all too wrapped up in their own conversations to notice me step outside and beeline for where Margo sits alone on a pool lounger.I close the distance to her, my cheeks heating with every step closer. It feels like I’m doing a walk of shame, but luckily for me, only one person knows about the shame. At least the entire group didn’t catch us, I remind myself as I step up to Margo.“We really don’t need to talk about it,” Margo gets out before I can say anything. She gives me a reassuring smile. It doesn’t help ease my nerves about being ca

LUCYMy heart hammers against my chest. I don’t know if it’s nerves about Cal getting ready to press Record or if it’s because of Cal himself.After he insisted this morning that I teach him to cook, he left me alone for the most part. Every now and then, I’d hear his voice filtering out from his office as he took meeting after meeting, but he rarely came out. At one point, he even went to Pembroke for a couple of hours, but now he’s back, and it’s time for his cooking lesson.I’m so nervous I could throw up.“Take a deep breath,” Cal tells me from across the kitchen. I was nowhere near prepared to start recording myself, so I didn’t bring a tripod or any kind of fancy equipment to record with. He built a makeshift stand for my phone out of different things he found in his kitchen.“I’m nervous,” I admit, giving him a shy smile. His tall frame hunches over the phone as he waits to press Record. Or maybe he’s already started recording. The thought makes my stomach drop.Cal runs a hand

LUCYThe first glass of wine took the edge off being around Cal.The second glass of wine was probably a mistake.I’m still fully aware of every decision I’m making. The problem is the wine has cleared my mind just enough that all I can focus on is the man sitting next to me at the kitchen island.Cal insisted we sit here instead of at the kitchen table. He said he wanted to be closer to me so he could have a front-row seat to me trying the meal he mostly prepared by himself, with my guidance.I didn’t think much of his request, but now I’m wondering if I should’ve insisted on sitting at the table.At least then, there’d be a barrier between us. His knee wouldn’t keep bumping against mine. I wouldn’t feel the press of his thigh against mine as he widens his stance in his chair.I stare at my plate, more food left on it than I thought there’d be. It’s not like I’m not hungry or the food isn’t good. Cal’s meal is very impressive.I’m just too caught up in being so close to him to be abl

LUCY“Wait,” I call, stopping Cal as he lowers his face between my thighs.My heart races faster than I even thought was possible with how much I want him right now. Wetness pools between my thighs at just the thought of what he’s about to do. But there’s one more thing I need to tell him before he does anything else.I bite my lip, nerves buzzing through me. “I just wanted you to know that it can take me a long time to…you know…”He lifts a dark eyebrow. How is something so simple so seductive when he’s the one doing it? “Come?” he finishes for me.My cheeks heat at the way he says it. I nod. “Yeah, and that’s if I even do it at all,” I mutter. Something about telling him this with his head between my thighs makes my words even more embarrassing.His fingertips twitch against my thighs. He’s silent for so long that I wonder if I should’ve stayed quiet. My stomach sinks slightly as I try to press my legs back together, but his hands digging into my skin prevent me.“I just wanted to l