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“Hmm, I guess.”

“Who is it?” Griffin asks, his eyes drifting over me. I shiver, and he chuckles, looking away. “Come on. You can tell me.”

I shake my head, refusing to get into this with him.

“No one interesting.”

Griffin doesn’t let it go.

“Let me guess, the guy from the other night?”

I burst out laughing, and he frowns, tilting his head back.

“No?”

“He doesn’t have my number,” I say with a wink, and Griffin gapes at me.

“You’re a bad girl, Ivy.”

Something stirs within me, and I meet his gaze, leaning forward, so we’re closer.

“I know. Can you keep it a secret?”

I’m flirting, aren’t I?

But I don’t care.

Griffin sucks on his beer bottle, shrugging his shoulders.

“Of course, whatever you need.”

Need?

I need you, Griffin.

I know a night with Griffin would beexactlywhat I need, but then it would be awkward.

I have to think of my dad and Melody.

“If only.”

The words leave my lips before I can stop them, and Griffin stares at me with a heated expression.

“If only what, Ivy?” His voice sounds strained like he wants something so badly, but he can’t have it.

Could it be me?

The beer is clearly messing with my head.

“Nothing,” I say brightly, jumping to my feet. “Another beer?”

Griffin nods, his eyes following me as I slip back into the kitchen, taking longer than I need to grab two cold beers.

This has to stop.

I need to stop checking him out for a start and realize he’s ultimately off-limits.

I can’t risk this job with Melody. Not to mention how embarrassed and angry my dad will be if I fool around with Griffin.

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