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" Damn it, I want Noah Maxwell to care about me. I want a tiny bit of tenderness from this rough, gruff guy who most of the time can barely stand me.
Keep dreaming, princess, I tell myself in a mocking version of his harsh, drawling timbre.
But then I really must be dreaming, because his hand moves, hovering above mine with only a split second of hesitation before it closes over mine gently but authoritatively.
I bite my lip to fight the smile, but it comes all the same.
“Don’t make it weird, princess,” he says gruffly. "
― Lauren Layne , Good Girl (Love Unexpectedly, #2)