GWEN POVThree glasses of fabulous wine later, we left the bar. As soon as we stepped outside, we found heavy, wet snow falling in big, sloppy clumps.“Ugh. My old car won’t make it home in this,” I groaned, thinking of my beat-up jalopy.Nolan looked up toward the dark sky, letting a few wet flakes land on his face. He didn't seem bothered by the cold, only thoughtful. “I can drive you. My car is built for this kind of weather.”“Nah. It’ll be okay. I’ll just drive slow.” I started to walk toward the parking lot.He stepped quickly in front of me, blocking my path with his solid body. “That’s not good enough,” he said, his tone turning into a command I felt deep in my bones. His hand reached up and gently pushed my hair from my face, his fingers brushing over my cheek. The contact sent a bolt of pure, unwanted thrill through me.Our eyes locked. His green eyes were darker now, almost a deep amber in the low light, and they held a weird intensity. He let out a low, nervous-sounding la
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