Fifty One
SLOW DANCING Nova couldn't believe that just minutes ago, while staring at the mirror, she was wishing Graham could be here. And now that he actually was here, she didn't know what to make of it. Even her absolute horror at finding out he'd seen her fool around to one of her favourite songs seemed to dissipate in the face of the mere joy she felt at having him just a breath away. "You'll be fine, Nova," Graham said in a somewhat reassuring tone, misinterpreting her silence for nervousness when really she was trying to decide exactly what shade of green his godforsaken eyes were. Her heart warmed at his use of her first name; when he'd addressed her as Hart just moments ago, she'd felt an unexpected wave of disappointment. Maybe because using each other's surnames was
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