Page 121 of Ice Princess

We’re a breath away from each other.

His lips are close.

Too close.

Because of our kisses—two and counting now—I’m hyper aware of his mouth and how soft it felt against mine.

Not that I care.

Not that it will happen again.

Gunner closes the gap between us, his eyes steady on me.

My heart ricochets with nerves, but I don’t step back.

I don’t cover my mouth this time either.

As he leans in, I lean forward just an inch and, to my surprise, Gunner freezes abruptly.

My eyebrows hike in awhat?

His eyes slide down my face like a caress and then his lips tug up in a smirk. A moment later, he reaches for something behind me and pulls out my laptop bag. Then he stands to his full height.

Horrified, I step away from him, my skin buzzing as if he’d actually kissed me. “Why are you taking my laptop?”

“I want to hear it.”

“Hear what?”

He hands me the laptop and tilts his head slightly. “Your presentation.”

CHAPTER

THIRTY-SIX

GUNNER

“Here?Now?”Rebel asks, a question mark in her eyes.

I nod.

“That’s so awkward. I can’t.”

“Alright then.” I shrug.

“Wait.” She clears her throat and worries her bottom lip for a moment.

I force my gaze to her eyes.

That mouth is dangerous territory.

But to be fair,everypart of this woman is dangerous territory.

Didn’t realize I was a feet person until about, five seconds ago, but the moment I saw Rebel’s pink nail polish…

I knew I didn’t need to be keeping my eyes there either.

“Okay, fine,” she sighs heavily. “But only because you begged.”

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