![]() ![]() ![]() “Nice to meet you guys,” I mumbled without looking in Austin’s direction. I skirted around the table, avoiding Austin’s eyes and body like he was a bomb that could detonate at any moment. “I’ll text you later, and we’ll plan a day for you to come hang out at the Malibu house.” But he didn’t call me out on it this time, he just wrapped me in a warm and familiar hug. Liam’s gaze traveled over my face, and his eyes narrowed. The tension I’d been feeling for the past hour was bound to give me a migraine if I stayed put any longer. ![]() Turning to Taylor and the rest of the group, I asked, “Do you mind if we head out? I feel a killer headache coming on.” It wasn’t a total lie. I pushed off the leather bench, but when I did, the edge of my palm skimmed the side of Austin’s muscular thigh. Even though he was beyond rude, my attraction to him was a sharp and visceral thing. Something about angry mountain man Austin had my nervous system fraying. She sent a perplexed look back at me, clearly not understanding my intent. I searched out Taylor and widened my eyes at her, the universal help-me signal in girl world. ![]()
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