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Raina.
I didn’t plan on saying it so soon. I didn’t even plan on saying it at all.
It came out the way secrets do, like when your guard drops half an inch and the silence feels too sharp. When you realize you’ve already given something away and the words are just catching up to the truth.
Dominic had just gotten out of the shower. He stood near the bed, his towel wrapped low around his hips, hair damp, jaw tense like he was trying to decide whether to dress or not.
I watched him from the edge of the mattress, knees tucked under my chin, shirt slipping off one shoulder and heart too loud in my chest.
“I think I’m falling for you,” I said.
He didn’t move or blink. The silence hit harder than any slap.
“I didn’t say it to scare you,” I added. “I said it because it’s happening. Whet
