Page 56 of The Enemy Face Off

An intense, euphoric joy—a sensation I've never had before—envelops me, and as I stare into her hazel eyes. This wasn't just a simple 'one kiss' for me. It was so much more than that. It was?—

"This deal won't last, so get in quick, folks. And remember, satisfaction guaranteed or your money back!"

We turn our heads to the television at the same time.

The moment may have been broken, but whatever spell she's cast over me is alive and well. It's not just the kiss, it's the months leading up to it. From the moment I saw her giving me the stink eye at karaoke all those months ago, I was smitten.

Her teasing turns me on because I'm weird like that.

Her presence makes me feel safe to be vulnerable.

And one kiss with her confirms what I've known all along—I'm crazy about her. Certifiable, even.

I've never met anyone like her, and I've never felt this intensely about anyone before, either. She's enchanting and playful and smart and beautiful and whatever reasons she hasfor building a wall around her heart, I'm determined to find them and dismantle that wall, one brick at a time.

I don't care how long it takes or how many man bun jibes she throws at me, I am determined to make Beth mine.

I stare intently at her and drag a hand through my hair before I'm finally able to find my voice. "I'll turn the TV off, you get the water."

It takes her a few seconds to respond. "Deal," she whispers with a breathy tone.

As I trundle across the room, it hits me just how much of a lunkhead I am for agreeing to Beth's condition.

How on earth did I ever think that one kiss would be enough?

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Beth

My eyes snap open.

Something is wrong.

But what?

I blink a few times.

I know what day it is—the day after what was supposed to be Evie's wedding until nature decided to be a pain in the you-know-what.

I know where I am—a motel room we were forced to spend the night in because nature decided to be a pain in the you-know-what.

And I know whose big arms I'm wrapped up in.

Milo.

I inhale sharply.

I'm wrapped up in Milo's strong, heavy, protective arms.

That's what's wrong.

Actually, wait.

No.

That's not it.

I exhale just as sharply.

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