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fixated on Aaron’s mouth, noticing how all the heat that I’d felt in my face
traveled around my body to all kinds of interesting places, all the while
keeping my eyes where they were. On his lips.
Out of my peripheral vision, I made out how Aaron cleaned his hand
methodically on the napkin that rested on my tray.
“You were right; the cake was that good.” He cleared his throat, as if
nothing had happened. “As I was saying, we should avoid your cousin
Charo.”
When my gaze somehow managed to make it back to his eyes, I felt all
kinds of hot, bothered, and weird.
“You stressed how important it is that Charo doesn’t suspect us. Our
deal.”
Barely listening to what he was saying, I watched his hand lift in the air
again. Then, his thumb was brushing the commissure of my lips one more
time. This time, feeling twice as intensely. His touch twice as gentle. My eyes
fluttered closed for an instant.
“I think you got all the chocolate.” My voice was so breathy that I barely
recognized it. “Thanks.”
“Just wanted to be thorough,” he answered quietly as his gaze bounced
from that goddamn spot close to the corner of my lips to my eyes. “Next
question?”
“Best man?”
I squirmed in my seat, uneasiness replacing all the earlier tingly warmth.
Perhaps because that was a topic that didn’t wake up the fuzziest of feelings
in me. Or maybe because of how unsettled I was by what had just happened. I
couldn’t be sure, but I held my breath as I waited for his answer.
“Daniel.” Aaron’s gaze held mine, a muscle in his jaw jumping. “He’s
your ex and the groom’s brother.”
I nodded my head once, unable to do much more than that.
Aaron rearranged himself in the seat, dipping his head so we were at eyelevel.
“You haven’t said much else about him. Is there anything besides that,
that I should know?”
He regarded me quietly, almost expectantly, and I could really tell I had
all his undivided attention. Just how he had said earlier. Although this time, it
wasn’t a trick. The need to open up to him and tell him everything manifested
itself, making me doubt myself.
“No. That’s all.” I shifted in my seat, lowering my gaze to his hands,