CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
Nina's POV
"You know what worries me?"
The amusement that had been dancing in Julian's eyes for most of the evening was gone now, replaced by the thoughtful expression he always wore whenever something genuinely concerned him.
I leaned back against the sofa and looked at him over the rim of my glass.
"The fact that I've been smiling too much?"
A faint smile touched his lips.
"No. The reason behind it."
The answer wasn't surprising.
Ever since he arrived, Julian had watched me more closely than he probably realized. He had laughed when Leo exposed me, teased me mercilessly about Ethan, and spent the better part of an hour pretending not to notice every time I tried changing the subject.
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