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“You aren’t my boyfriend.” I whisper.
His eyes drop to my mouth. “Could’ve fooled me.”
Heat climbs my neck.
And then dessert arrives.
I take one bite of chocolate cake and Ryder watches me.
“What?”
“You’ve got something.”
“Where?”
He reaches over, wipes frosting from the corner of my mouth with his thumb, then puts his thumb in his mouth.
My entire body goes hot.
Ryder’s eyes stay on mine.
“You did that on purpose.”
“Obviously.”
“Evan isn’t even looking.”
“I know.”
Oh.
Before I can decide what to do with that, someone calls Ryder’s name from the other side of the room.
He stands. “Don’t go anywhere.”
“Bossy.”
“You like it.”
Then he’s gone.
I watch him cross the room.
Which is how Evan manages to get beside me before I notice him coming. “Clara.”
Fuck.
“Evan.”
He glances toward Ryder. “So this is real?”
“What?”
“You and Ryder Hale.”
“Yes.”
He gives me that look.
