12. Natalie
Natalie
Luke’s body crashes into mine, dislodging my toes from the sand.
He wraps his arms around me, low on my back, and then lifts me until we’re eye to eye.
My hands clutch at his shoulders.
It happened in a heartbeat. And that’s all it took for my pulse to start galloping.
“Luke.”
My blood courses through my veins, every nerve ending lit up.
And I close my eyes.
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