Falling Again
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What she'd look like without that shirt.
What she'd sound like if I kissed the corner of her throat and whispered her name there.
What she'd do if I pinned her against the counter and made her say please.
What she'd do if I-
"Dominic?"
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"I stayed up late, trying to get good at maths... just so I could be someone you'd respect. Someone you might someday look at and see more. Someone who could belong in your world."
"I didn't want your money. Or your praise. I just..." my throat tightened, "I just wanted you to see me. Not Tristan's sister. Not a kid."
Just Elena.
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Elena Evelyn Grantt has spent years pretending. Pretending she didn't love him, pretending she could move on, and pretending it didn't matter that he never saw her that way. To Carl Dominic Enzo, she was only his best friend's little sister.
But when Dominic returns, everything begins to shift. Older now and harder to ignore, he still calls her "little sister" and still treats her like family, yet his eyes linger longer than they should and the tension between them grows harder to resist.
She was never meant to love him. He was never supposed to want her.
But some lines are meant to be crossed...
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