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wrapped around her upper arm and turned her towards him. The smile was still there, one dimple popping in among the dark stubble on his face.
    "Liz." It wasn't a question. It was a peace offering. "Better?"
    With a nod, she gently pulled her arm from his grip. His eyes tracked the movement and then moved back up to hers.
    "Are you serious about this? I go to this wedding with you, and you help me with my mom?"
    "And the rehearsal dinner."
    "Of course," he agreed quickly, eyes boring into hers. "What about your parents?"
    "That won't be a problem. My parents winter in Arizona every year. They decided to extend their trip home another six weeks."
    Kieran hummed, watching as she smoothed a hand down her ponytail. "Any other family I need to impress?"
    She shook her head, squinting her eyes far past him, like there was something extremely interesting going on in the empty parking lot behind him. There wasn't, of course. He was by far the most interesting thing in pretty much forever. "Just me."
    Suddenly, and quite inexplicably, he was stepping in and hugging her. Hugging her. As in, arms wrapped completely around her in an incredibly tight and informal and inappropriate way, his face turned into her neck so that she could actually feel his breath on her neck.
    Liz held her arms away from his body, trying to breathe without pulling in his overwhelming scent. "What...what are you doing?"
    "Uhh, I'm hugging you?"
    "Right." And then she extricated herself and stepped back away from him. And he was smiling again, which did strange things to her stomach. "Why, exactly?"
    "You looked like you needed it?"
    "Do you not know why you hugged me or is it enjoyable to keep answering me with questions?"
    Kieran barked out a laugh and moved his eyes over every single inch of her face. "You make me a little nervous, pumpkin."
    Liz closed her eyes and sighed.
    "Sorry. Liz. You make me a little nervous, Liz."
    "I'm sure that will pass with increased familiarity. I'm not the type to cause nerves, in anyone, really."
    "Oh," he drawled, "I don't believe that for a second. You've got this hot, mean teacher thing goin' on. It's scary as hell."
    "And on that note, I'm going home. I'm cold, it's late, and the more you continue speaking, the less sure I am that this is even a remotely good idea."
    Kieran gestured towards her car, and fell in step beside her. There wasn't much space between them as they walked, and every so often the sleeve of her coat would brush up against the leather of his. How could she still smell him? It made no sense. The wind had picked up again, a slight bite of cold against her face, but that warm, masculine smell still radiated off of him.
    It was pleasantly surprising when he reached past her to open the driver's door for her, but before she could slide into the seat, he stopped her with his other hand.
    "Let me give you my number first. I don't think my mom will be all that patient to meet you, I'll text you to set something up."
    Nodding, Liz pulled her phone from her purse and handed it to him so that he could program his number in. The screen was still illuminated on his contact information, and she couldn't help but shake her head when she saw how he'd labeled himself.
    Love of my life (Kieran)
    " You're delusional," she said, looking up at him, softening it with a smile.
    "I prefer confidently optimistic."
    "Uh huh."
    "You'll see. I'm always right about this stuff."
    It was only when she was pulling out of the parking lot and looked in her rear view mirror and saw him still standing by where she'd been parked, watching her drive away, that she whispered an answer.
    “I guess we’ll find out soon enough.”

Chapter Six
    " R achel , you're not putting enough glue on that."
    The wide brush halted in the air where Rachel held it over a small white vase. Liz watched her cut her eyes over to where Casey was settled on the couch.
    "I know what I'm doing. I do this for a living. Are you seriously going to tell me that I'm not