Dangerous
Evan watched longingly, his hands grabbing his stomach as it growled.
“I should’ve eaten first,” he whined. “I only had two chicken sandwiches before coming.”
“You must be starving,” Zoe rolled her eyes, head shaking in disbelief.
With her hands tucked into Jon’s jacket pockets, Zoe allowed the heat of his body to warm her against the chill of the night air. As he cradled her against his chest, fingers brushing through the waves of her chocolate hair, the buzzing in his pocket pulled her from her nerves. Thick brows knitted together as he grasped his phone, eyes widening slightly as he recognized the number on the screen. Booker.
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