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Victor
No reason. Just feeling festive.
Roman
Come on, man. Admit it.
This is all about her.
I stare at the screen, my thumb hovering over the keyboard. Part of me wants to confide in him, to share the warmth that's been growing in my chest since I met Avery. But another part, the part that's been hurt before, holds back.
Victor
Look, it's early. I don't want to jinx anything.
As I hit send, I realize it's the closest I've come to admitting my feelings, even to myself.
Roman's response is almost immediate, and I can practically hear his teasing tone through the text.
Roman
Look at you falling first.
Forget the book about Larry and Willow. Someone should write a romance book about you guys.
I'm seeing it now.
Definitely an enemies-to-lovers, but what should the title be?
Victor
Let's not.
Roman
Skating on Thin Ice
Victor
Roman
Roman
Blades of Passion?
I don't bother trying to stop him. I know that he needs to get out a few before he'll stop and read anything I write.
Roman
Melting my Heart
No. These aren't right. It's gotta convey that it's a spicy romance.
Plowing into Passion
I roll my eyes, but can't help the small smile tugging at my lips. Leave it to Roman to turn my life into a bestselling novel.
Victor