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Every bit of her felt on fire. The way Rollo was looking at her, the feel of his broad chest under her palm, the excitement building between them…she'd never felt like this before. This time she didn't feel awkward at all—just wildly powerful.
Then his words sank in. "You don't know what's wrong with you? What's that supposed to mean?" she tried to snatch her hand away, but he held it tight.
"You know what I mean. We're supposed to be friends. I don't usually feel this level of lust for a friend. You're…Brianna. Same old Brianna."
This time she did manage to wrench her hand away. "Same old Brianna? Oh my God. I can't believe you just said that. You make me sound like an old jacket or something."
"You know what I mean." He dragged his hand through his hair, and for a moment she felt
