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Chapter Eight

“Why, Erin?”

Why? Why what?She shook herself mentally, pulling herself back to the present.

Oh, that’s right…Her nipples decided to make a bold statement.

“It’s far from cold in here,” he continued.

He wanted her to admit she still wanted him. Even seventeen years later. Practically a lifetime ago. “What do you want me to say, Dylan?”

“Are you afraid of me?”

“Absolutely not.”

“Then, why is there a tremble in your voice? If it’s not fear, what is it?”

She pulled in a breath, trying to stop her body from going haywire. “You know what it is.”

He leaned in even closer and whispered, “Tell me.”

She didn’t want to admit it out loud. If she did, it would feel more real. She shouldn’t have agreed for him to give her a tour.

She tried to convince herself that she wanted to avoid running into him today. However, if that was true, she shouldn’t have showed up for the open house at all.

But she had.

If she searched deep down, he was the reason why. She hadn’t stopped thinking about him since running into him in town, even though she tried her damnedest to do so.

“Erin…”

The way he whispered her name shot a shiver down her spine. Again, not from fear. Not even close.

Wanting him so soon after having sex with Ford couldn’t be normal, could it?

“Do you feel what I feel?”

“Wh—” She cleared her throat when the words got caught. “What do you feel?”

“The chemistry we always had.”

“Is that what that is?” she asked. Again, ignoring the truth.

“What would you call it?”

Foolishness.He’d blamed Kyle for stealing her away when that wasn’t close to being true. It was only sour grapes, plain and simple.

But they had both grown up a lot since then.

Looking at Dylan, she couldn’t ignore the fact that he haddefinitelygrown up. He looked so damn good, it gave him an unfair advantage.

Keep your wits about you, Erin. Don’t fall for him all over again. You might not survive if he rips out your heart a second time.

When she was sixteen, she thought the world was about to end when he left. At thirty-three she knew better, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t capable of causing emotional damage.

If he could leave his family, his friends and his girlfriend so easily the first time, what would stop him a second time?

She glanced around.

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