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I looked up at Aaron, finding his eyes already on me as his head leaned
down.
“You can stop pitching yourself,” he told his friend as his gaze snared
mine. Then, I felt the ghost of a touch on the small of my back. Or so I
thought because it was gone far too quickly to be sure it had been real.
“Catalina is bidding on me tonight.”
I blinked. Trapped by Aaron’s eyes and how close his words had fallen,
almost gracing the skin of my left temple.
“You seem very sure of that,” I heard TJ say, my eyes still locked with
Aaron’s. “At least for someone who sounded more like her driver than her
date.”
Aaron tore his gaze off me, landing on his friend. And I did the same.
Something passed between the two men, and for a heartbeat, I felt like I
should intervene.
Then, TJ threw back his head and laughed, breaking whatever tension had
seemed to take shape around us. “I’m just joking, Big A.” Another cackle.
“You should see your face. For a second there, I thought you were actually
going to tackle me to the floor or something. You know that’s not my style.
I’d never go after a friend’s girl.”
“I’m not—” My mouth opened to correct TJ, telling him I wasn’t Aaron’s
girl. But the lines delimiting our deal were blurry, and I had no idea if I’d be
inserting my foot in my mouth. I was his fake date and fake bidder, but did
that mean I was his fake girl too? Damn, we definitely needed to talk this out
before Spain. This test run was proving to be far more challenging than what
I had expected. “He wasn’t going to tackle you, TJ.”
Aaron’s body seemed to relax with a sigh, somehow shifting and angling
toward me. His chest brushed my arm just lightly, making me feel the
warmth of his body. “I see that’s something that hasn’t changed,” Aaron
muttered. “How hilarious you think you are.”
“Come on,” I intervened. “He was just teasing you.” Just how I would
have if I wasn’t still feeling all tingly and weird and I could focus on
something besides the point where my shoulder grazed Aaron’s chest. “It was
harmless fun.”
“See? Listen to your girl. I was just pushing your buttons.” TJ’s smile
persisted, lighting up his whole face. “Just like old times.”
A question popped up in my head then. Why had TJ felt the need to push
Aaron like that? Was this how they were with each other? It must have been.