Emily also suggested we move it back behind the house to a garage. I couldn’t imagine anyone ever finding this house out in the middle of nowhere, but she obviously knew something I didn’t. “Are your walls starting to come down around these two?” Preston asked, hauling the large duffels out of the truck bed. I glared at him with a smile anchored on my face. He saw right through me. “My walls might even be crumbling around you…marginally.” I tossed my backpack on the steps next to the duffels. He laughed and shook his head. “I’ll believe it when I see it.” “Believe it or not, I do value what you have to say. I just have an odd way of showing it.” Preston’s eyes met mine, running his finger along his jawline. The look in his eyes was intense, sharpening his already chiseled features. He was good-looking in a rugged sort of way. A ping of guilt rattled inside of me for noticing, and I dropped my gaze to the ground. “You can go back inside, and I’ll move the truck,”
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