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He was so angry that for a moment, I thought he’d stop what he was doing and step back from me.

But he didn’t. If anything, he pressed harder against my body.

And into me. I hissed through my teeth.

“This is too much!” I surrendered.

Too intimate!

Too close.

And too intense. Asking questions I don’t have answers for.

“So, why...Allie...” He cocked his head at me dangerously as his voice hardened. “Did you shut me out?”

“I didn’t know what to say to you!” I admitted. Dropping my head backward against the wall as side to side no longer proved any escape. I slapped a hand along my face and forced it up through my hair. “Or to anyone for that matter.”

I hated admitting both to myself and to him that I’d done it on purpose.

His tone softened. “Wouldn’t have had to say anything to me, Allie. I’d have just sat with you up on the roof,” He hitched his chin upward to gesture. “Quietly. Like we used to.”

He remembers all that?

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