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Do I want him to kiss me?
Standing here, with his hands on my face, being this close to me—yes.
He opens his mouth to say something, but pauses. Eyes searching mine as if he’s looking for something, anything. I don’tknow what’s going through his head right now, but everything in me feels tingly and on edge. The good kind of on edge. A feeling I want to keep feeling.
“Poppy,” he says, in a whispered plea I feel against my lips.
He’s so close. God, he’s so close.
“Yes?”
His eyes fall closed at the same time he releases the hold on my face, taking a step back. I instantly miss the closeness and warmth radiating off of him. The cold creeps in, and I fight back the shiver that runs through me from the loss of contact.
I’ve never wanted anything like this before.
I’ve never craved a man’s touch.
“It’s my turn to say I’m sorry.” He shakes his head, averting his gaze. “You made it very clear that you want things to remain professional, and I’m crossing every line here.”
I open my mouth to protest, but the words don’t come out.
Fear races through me because this is theexactthing I’ve been afraid of with getting into any form of relationship. It’s a crippling feeling to think one thing, but feel another. To believe that the man standing before me could want me, but to instantly feel like I’ll never be good enough.
Did I do something wrong?
Maybe I shouldn’t have come inside and read Sage a book, then proceeded to teach him how to braid his daughter’s hair.
I should have gone home.
“I’m going to go,” I finally say, barely able to get the words out as I hike a thumb over my shoulder and beeline for the front door.
He nods, shoving his hands in his pockets.
And without another passing glance, I walk out of his house.
CHAPTER 17
YOU SHOULD STAY.
Dallas
Tyler
How come we always have to be the ones to ask for the updates?
Mitch
Ty, he’s probably busy.
Tyler
So you’re saying he’s too busy for us now?
Mitch
Goodman…stop.
Tyler
