Page 219 of Breaking the Rules

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"What else?"

"Did you try?"

"Everything."

"Why?" I move closer. Until I can feel the heat of his body. God, I'm on fire.

He turns toward me.

His eyes fix on mine.

There's no wall between us.

BetweenEmmaandSex.

He's discussing this.

Opening up to me.

It's perfect.

"Sometimes, because I was drunk. Or because I didn't care what we did as long as I got off." He runs his hand through his hair. "But mostly 'cause, deep down, I wanted to feel it more."

"More intensely?"

"Not physically."

"You wanted a connection."

He nods. "At the time, I thought it was nothing. A distraction."

"That's what you told me."

"Yeah. It was. But I think there was a part of me that always wanted more."

"It must have been lonely."

"Yeah. Nobody knew the real me. Not even me."

"Now?"

"Now…" He chuckles. "Hate to break it to you, Em, but you're my best friend."

My lips curl into a smile. "That sucks for you."

"It's not so bad."

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It'sa quick drive to the second apartment.

It's a beautiful place. Big. Clean. Miraculously air-conditioned.

But even with all eight hundred square feet, there isn't enough space for the desire racing through my veins.

I want him.

I want him too much to stay friends.

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