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my eyes grow to three times their normal size, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get them to stop. “What?” I gasped. “No, it’s not!”
    “Yes, it is.”
    His voice left no room for argument, but that didn’t stop me. “We can’t be on a date!”
    “Why?”
    “Because you’re . . . you’re . . . you’re you and I’m me! We grew up together! We’re practically family!”
    Grayson frowned—a real one, not his usual pout-to-get-his-way sad face. “You grew up with Aiden too.”
    All the air left my lungs. “That’s different.”
    “How so?”
    “Because he doesn’t treat me like a sister.”
    Grayson looked like he was about to argue that, but I really didn’t want to discuss Aiden, so I quickly said, “ You , on the other hand, act like an annoying, gross older brother.”
    “Gross?” I thought he’d be offended, but he actually laughed. “You think I’m gross ?”
    “Yes, I do. You are so horny it’s unhealthy. You burp in my face every time you eat onions, and you don’t bother to leave the room before you fart. This afternoon you dripped your sweat on me. On purpose!”
    “Okay, okay. You’ve got me there. I will admit that our relationship has always had more of a sibling vibe. But the truth of the matter is that you gave me a total hard-on today and—”
    “Oh my gosh, Grayson, shut up!” I shrieked in a whisper, burying my face in my hands. “Please don’t ever, ever say something like that again!”
    “You’ve got to face the facts, Aves. If you were really my sister and we’d ended up in the shower together, I’d have puked and hired a therapist. Not stared at your chest and wondered if you’d hit me if I took your shirt off.”
    “Oh my gosh!” My hands were starting to sweat because my face was so hot, but how was I supposed to remove them? That would require looking at Grayson, and there was no way I’d ever be able to do that again.
    Grayson chuckled. “Aves, look at me.”
    “No! You were right. You are not nice! You are cruel!”
    Grayson reached over the table and peeled my hands away from my flushed face. “I’m not being cruel,” he said. I finally forced my eyes up to his.
    He leaned his tall body over the tiny table so that he could look straight into my eyes. There was only a foot of space between us.
    “This is most definitely a real date,” he promised so passionately it made me shiver. “I asked you out. I’m paying for your dinner. There will be dancing later, and I will be kissing you when the clock strikes twelve tonight.”
    I let out a tiny squeak of fear and Grayson upped his intensity. “It’s going to happen, Aves, and you are going to like it.”
    Grayson’s focus was interrupted by a small sigh. Thankfully! Because I’d stopped breathing again.
    We both looked up to see our waitress standing over us, staring dreamily at Grayson. “Wow!” If she weren’t holding our plates in her hands, she probably would have been fanning herself because she looked like she was about to melt. “And I thought my boyfriend was good.” She smiled at me as she set my food in front of me. “Girl, you have got your hands full with this one, don’t you?”
    Grayson flashed her his biggest smile, and she winked at him as she left.
    I’d never been so grateful to see a plate of food in my life—anything to give me an excuse not to look at him and stop this conversation.
    Grayson must have seen that he’d pushed me to my limit, because he went to work on his dinner and let me eat in peace.
    Unfortunately, the silence let my thoughts wander back to the reason I was out with Grayson in the first place. I set my fork down, unable to eat another bite.
    Grayson set his fork down too. “Avery, I promised your mom you’d eat.”
    I could feel tears in my eyes when I looked up at him. “Why you?” I asked. “Why are you the one here with me? Why isn’t it him?”
    Grayson’s smile was sad and full of sympathy. “I don’t know, Aves, but