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panic I felt was slowly turning to one of attraction as his eyes took me in from head to toes and back.
    “You should really lock your door if you’re living alone,” was his reply.
    I raised both brows. That wasn’t the answer I had been looking for.
    When I just stood there, he finally shifted from one foot to another, shoving his hands in his pockets as he said, “Cat asked me to come get you. The pizza should be here any minute.”
    Oh. Crap. He was eating too? I hadn’t expected that.
    “You’re...eating with us?”
    He nodded, his lips twitching. “Is that okay?”
    I tried for a casual shrug, but he must have seen the panic in my eyes because that twitch turned into a smirk.
    Don’t look at his lips. Don’t look at his lips.
    Shit.
    I was totally looking at his lips.
    Don’t think about the kiss. Don’t think about the kiss.
    Damn it!
    Oh my god...did I just lick my own lips?
    His smile tipped higher for a second before disappearing.
    “So, are you coming, or what?” He said, snapping me back to my senses.
    “Yes, right,” I muttered, hurrying past him to the kitchen where I’d left my zip-up hoodie.
    When I turned I caught him watching me from the doorway, his eyes blazing the way they had right before we had kissed.
    Damn it! Stop thinking about it, Honor .
    “Shall we?” I said, motioning to the door.
    He gave a sharp nod, before turning and heading out into the hall. I paused for a second, taking a deep breath. I could handle being around Grey. It was no big deal. I would go over there, eat pizza, then come back and get my clothes organized before going to bed.
    Game plan in check. Let’s do this.
     
    ***
     
    Why did I think I could do this?
    When this was over, my nerves were going to be shot.
    We’d walked in to Cat, Chloe, and Kyle, sitting around a small, glass coffee table, an open box of pizza in the middle. Thinking I was being smart, I had sat on the floor, where I could be by myself.
    I didn’t want to stay close to Grey. When we’d walked the short distance over, his presence had caused my back to prickle, as though our nearness was causing some kind of electric current in the air. We hadn’t spoken, and that had almost made it worse.
    The silence only helped to magnify the feeling, and created a densely muted bubble around us.
    There was no way I would sit next to him on a sofa.
    Unfortunately, my bright idea had backfired. Cat had moved over on the sofa. Grey took the open seat, his legs now right beside me.
    I could see his large thigh from the corner of my eye. He was so big . Why did he have to be so much bigger than me? He wasn’t just tall, he was thick and hard.
    My cheeks flamed. I needed to stop paying so much attention to him. Hard to do when I could feel his eyes on me every so often.
    Chloe and I discussed our classes, most of which we shared. I was happy to know I’d have someone I already knew in class. And Chloe had a car, which meant less public transportation for me. I’d still have to take the bus to the studio, but I could handle that.
    “Are you girls all moved in then?” I asked, looking around. There were tons of boxes sitting around. It looked like a lot of work. Thank God I’d done most of my unpacking already.
    “We’ll get there,” Cat said with a carefree shrug.
    “Cat has way too much stuff,” Chloe said.
    “I do not! It’s not my fault these two complain about lifting a few boxes,” she said.
    “A few boxes?” Kyle said with a short laugh. “Yeah, full of books. Do you know how heavy those are?”
    Cat reached over and patted Grey’s arm. “That’s why we called in the muscle.”
    Kyle was just as strong looking as Grey, so I knew she was just teasing her brother. He seemed to know it too, simply rolling his eyes at her.
    “Is that why you guys are here?” I asked. “Just to help them?”
    “Well Grey was here anyway,” Cat answered with a broad smile.
    Were they...together? Shoot, I hadn’t picked up on that at all. She