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I trymy damndest to fall asleep. I really do.

But no matter how many times I toss and turn, I can’t seem to shut my mind off. Can’t seem to stop replaying all the things Conor told me tonight.

I saw you, Shelby. I still see you. I think, even if I go blind, I’ll see you in my dreams for the rest of my life.

Who the hell would be able to sleep, after hearing a speech like that? Not me, that’s for damn sure. Which is why, approximately fifteen minutes after Conor has ordered me under penalty of celibacy to stop talking… I sigh dramatically into the dark.

“Hey,” I whisper softly. “Are you asleep?”

“Yes.”

I elbow him. “You are not.”

“But I aspire to be.”

Rolling my eyes, I manage to stay silent for another few minutes, holding in the words until I feel like I might actually explode from the strain of trying to keep them contained. “You know, you could’ve said hello to me.”

He cracks open an eye. “What?”

“At Phoebe and Nate’s wedding last month. You could’ve said hello instead of ignoring me.”

The eye shuts. “I wasn’t ignoring you.”

“You barely looked my way!”

“Oh, trust me. I saw you doing the electric slide, Hunt. Not a pretty sight.”

“Jackass.”

His lips twitch.

I glower. “It’s just rude, that’s all.”

“Guess we aren’t sleeping,” he mutters tiredly.

“I’m just saying, you could’ve at least acknowledged my existence.”

“Couldn’t very well do that without blowing my cover.”

“It wasn’t like you were on duty,” I point out. “You can’t help it we have friends in common. It was a coincidence.”

He’s silent.

“Wait… itwasa coincidence, right?”

He grunts noncommittally.

“Conor Gallagher!” I exclaim, aghast. “Did you crash that wedding just to spy on me?”

His eyes open fully to look into mine. “No.”

“Why don’t I believe you?”

“Maybe because you enjoy being ornery and questioning every damn thing I ever tell you?”

I stare at him, waiting for the truth.

He sighs. “Nate’s a friend. He invited me. But I will admit, I wasn’t planning on attending until I found out you were a bridesmaid. Accepting that invitation was a chance to keep a closer eye on you. I took it.”