opened it and held out her coat. She saw that he’d put his own on and had his keys in his hands. He had a scarf draped around his neck.
“I was coming after you,” he said. The light from the hallway shone down on his hair and brought out the angles of his face. He was truly a very beautiful man and a part of her was angry at him just for being so damned attractive to her. Life would be much easier if he weren’t. “You’re going to need this.”
She nodded and reached out for her coat but he held it up for her.
“Turn around,” he said. “I’ll help you.”
She did as he asked, sliding her arms into her coat. It had been a long time since anyone had helped her with her coat and the little gesture touched her. Made her remember the other caring things he’d done tonight.
If he was playing her … He had to be playing her, didn’t he?
He lifted her hair from the back of her neck where it had gotten trapped between her body and her coat.
“Damn,” he said under his breath.
“What?”
“Nothing. It’s just that I had a bet with myself that your hair wouldn’t be as soft as it looks.”
“And?”
“It’s softer,” he said.
He dropped her hair and then turned and went back into his apartment. All she could do was stand there feeling more confused and alone than she had in a long, long time.
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