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-- EXCERPT: Darcy cleared her throat. “Tonight was fun. I’ll see you in class tomorrow.” “Yes, I had a good time too. I hope you get some rest.” “You too, Ian.” She’d said her parting line, but neither one of us moved, like we were drawn together. Darcy was so close—within arm’s reach. Before I knew it, I leaned down to steal a kiss. At the very last moment, I changed course and pressed my mouth to her cheek instead. Thank God. She gasped. Dammit. I’d come so close to crossing that infernal line. When I stood upright, Darcy had a fingertip pressed her to lips, mouth parted as though inviting more intimate contact. Or my imagination was in overdrive. “Um, good night.” She took a step back. “Good night.” Technically, a kiss on the cheek was innocent. Even if my intentions weren’t. Yet I’d breached protocol all the same. Professors didn’t kiss their students. Period. ![]()
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