9 Sam wanted to scoff, to roll her eyes. You want unconditional trust before you’ve earned it? But she didn’t say that. Instead, she watched him, silently reevaluating everything, the flirty smirks, the way he’d shut down when things got real, the echo of vulnerability he rarely let slip. Maybe he really does mean it…....
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