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“I think that can be arranged. I’ve got to get unpacking, but I’ll probably see you this week at work, right? You might want to get those designs all done so we can show Meg.” She hesitated before stepping forward and wrapping her arms around him. His nerves all fired at once, the sensation and explosion spreading throughout the rest of his body.

“Um, yeah. This week.” He couldn’t think of anything to say, trying to soak in the embrace. It was the first time she’d full-on hugged him since he’d been back, and he tightened his hold of her, not wanting to let her go. The hug lasted longer than he’d thought it would, and he wondered if she was feeling the same way.

She pulled away a few inches, tilting her head back enough to look up at him. Her lips formed a small smile, and Greyson stared at them, feeling the pull to lean forward and touch his own to them. For a moment, he was ready, and then she broke the trance between them.

“Thanks again for helping me move. I’ll see you.” She waved to him before disappearing inside the building.

Greyson stumbled on his way to the car. Abby had always been intelligent and honest to a fault. But was there any way she didn’t feel that spark he’d just felt? Had she thought about kissing him too?

He turned the car on and checked his blind spot before making a quick U-turn to head back toward Newton.

He was starting to fall for his best friend, but did she feel the same?