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smiled again, the skin around his eyes crinkling and his dimple deepening. “I’m Luke, by the way.” He held out his hand. “Luke Brody.”
    “Bree. Um, Embry Jacobs.” She placed her hand in his.
    He bent his head until his soft lips grazed her knuckles, his eyes still trained on hers. “Nice to meet you, Embry.”
    She flushed from head to toe. The bartender ended their moment by setting down Embry’s drink. “Thanks,” she said.
    “No problem.” The bartender smiled and walked away.
    “So …” Embry said, returning her attention to Luke. It came out as a strangled whisper. She sipped her wine and tried again. “So what are you doing down here? Shouldn’t you be up at the social?”
    “Ah, no.” Luke rubbed the back of his neck, looking uncomfortable. “I’m not a student. I’m an attorney.”
    “Oh.”
    “I’m working on some research with one of the professors, so I stop by the law school every now and then.”
    “That’s cool.” Embry noticed he spoke in a slow, southern drawl. “You’re not from around here, are you?”
    He chuckled. “Is it that obvious?”
    “Well, yeah,” Embry answered. He looked down. Oh my gosh, is he blushing? Embry quickly added, “It’s a good thing, though. I like your accent.”
    He smiled, his cobalt eyes lighting up. “I’m from Georgia, actually.”
    Embry loved his voice and the way his eyes shined when he smiled. She wanted him to keep talking. “What brought you to New York?”
    “Change of pace. An opportunity came up, and I took it. What about you?”
    “Well, I’m from here originally. I went to school in Florida and spent the last few years there. My best friend Morgan”—she motioned upstairs—”convinced me to come back home for law school.”
    He smiled and touched her hand. “Well, I’m glad she did.”
    Embry blushed, not knowing what to say.
    “So where in Florida did you go to school?”
    “UF,” she said.
    Luke’s face dropped. “Really?”
    “Yes,” she answered, thrown by his reaction.
    “Are you sure?” he asked.
    She let out a small laugh. “Am I sure that I went to the University of Florida? Yes, I’m pretty sure.”
    Luke nodded, his expression unreadable. “Do you like football?”
    “I bleed orange and blue,” Embry answered, smiling.
    “That’s too bad,” he said, a playful glint in his eye. He took a sip of his drink and stood as if to leave.
    “I—what?”
    “I bleed red and black,” he deadpanned.
    “Oh my God!” Embry’s eyes widened as the pieces fell into place.
    “University of Georgia undergrad,” Luke said. “Go Dawgs!”
    Embry’s face fell into her palm, and she shook her head. She peeked up at him through her fingers. “Well, it was nice while it lasted.”
    Luke chuckled. “It was, wasn’t it?”
    She nodded.
    “Maybe we can work something out, because I don’t think I’m ready to give up on you just yet.” He winked, and her insides clenched.
    She didn’t know what to say, so she just smiled and took him in. She couldn’t believe she was talking to a gorgeous man who, a few days ago, was just some stranger in a hallway.
    “Like what you see, Bree?” His voice was husky, his eyes hooded.
    Hypnotized by his gaze, she didn’t even think twice as she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and nodded.
    Luke flicked his eyes to her mouth, licked his lips, and slowly leaned toward her. Embry’s breath caught, and she held still, waiting to see what he would do.
    He lifted his hand and cupped her cheek. “You’re beautiful,” he whispered.
    Embry let out a breath and melted into his touch. It felt so natural. He brushed his thumb gently across her cheekbone and smiled.
    “Hi, guys!” Morgan said from behind them, interrupting their moment.
    Luke dropped his hand and gave Embry a shy smile before pulling away.
    “Hi, Morgan,” Embry huffed, staring daggers at her best friend.
    Morgan widened her eyes at Embry.
    “Morgan, this is Luke. Luke, my best friend Morgan.”
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