Julian's POVShe let me keep my hand there for four seconds.I counted. Not because I was measuring but because I wanted to remember exactly what it felt like, her cheek warm against my palm, her eyes not looking away. Four seconds, and then she turned back to the city, and I dropped my hand, and we stood there like something had shifted the air between us without either of us naming it.On the drive back, she was quiet but not the closed kind. The processing kind. I'd learned the difference. At her building, she said, "The roof. Thank you." "Anytime. It's yours if you need it."She looked at me. "You're giving me your thinking place.""You think better than anyone I know. It seemed right."She got out without responding. But at the door, she turned back. "Tomorrow. Bring the board prep you've been avoiding. We'll work through it here." Then she went inside. I sat in the car for a moment; she'd noticed I was avoiding the board prep. I hadn't told her that. She'd just seen it.I was co
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