Hired a Gigolo, Got a Billionaire
There was only the two of us, locked in a look across a distance that was both physical and emotional.
Slowly, almost cautiously, a smile spread across Nate's face. It wasn't the confident, polished smile he wore at events like this. It wasn't the seductive one I'd come to recognize, either. This smile was softer. More vulnerable. Hopeful. It was the smile of someone who had feared he might never get the chance to smile at me like this again.
I felt my own lips curve in response, the smile coming instinctively, rising from somewhere deep inside me that had apparently decided it was ready, no matter what my rational mind might still be sorting through.
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