In Your Dreams (Falling #4)

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Steph from across the room.
    She’s another regular here on open-mic night. She and I have a similar vibe, and we hit it off instantly. I like it when we’re both performing on the same lineup. She’s quiet in crowds, like me. A friend. I step through the small gathering forming at the tables near the back of the club, and grasp her hand when we reach one another. She knows I don’t hug—one more thing I love about her.
    “Congratulations!” she says through a bright smile. My hands freeze and fall from hers as my head tilts to the left. My eyes catch hers and I know I look puzzled.
    “Your deal?” she continues. There’s something I’m supposed to know. But I don’t know it. That makes my stomach feel a little sick.
    “My deal…uhm…” I say, my head turning to the side just enough to lock my eyes on the explanation.
    Casey stands and Houston shakes his head behind him in apology as they both approach me.
    “Murphy, we’re really looking forward to the show tonight,” Casey says, that fucking smile that had me confused all week simply pissing me the hell off right now.
    “I’m sure you are.” My eyes narrow on him. Houston chuckles.
    “I knew you’d be the first one plucked outta here,” Steph says next to me.
    “More like conned,” I add in a hushed tone.
    “Huh?” she asks, her lip bunched and one eye squinting.
    “She said she’s excited,” Casey fills in quickly.
    Steph does a double take because that sounds nothing like what she thought she heard. Probably because it’s nothing like what I actually said.
    “Sorry to surprise you like this, Murph,” Houston says, stepping beyond his friend and hugging me quickly.
    “Wow—y’all must really go way back, or she must trust you, because Murphy don’t hug anyone,” Steph says, her hands on her hips. I swallow under the heat of everyone’s instant attention.
    “I just…it makes me feel trapped,” I explain.
    My family is a huggy family. They all hug. Unfortunately, even the uncles who get a little too touchy feely when they drink. Nothing ever worth throwing a punch over, but enough to put me at odds with hugs for the rest of my life. My brother Lane is the only one who I can take affection from without red flags flying up all around me, and that’s because he’s the brightest sunshine in my life.
    “Sorry,” Houston mouths. I shrug him off and tell him not to worry about it, but I doubt he’ll hug me again, and I’m okay with that.
    “I’m up soon, so I’m going to head toward the front,” she whispers, shaking Casey and Houston’s hands again, and telling them how happy she was to meet them. God, I wish they were here for her instead of me.
    As soon as Steph is out of earshot, I turn to Casey, happy that Houston walked back to their table to give us privacy.
    “You are out of line!” I whisper as sternly as I can. I pull out the teacher voice, but all it does is make him dimple one cheek and laugh at me.
    “She misunderstood me,” he begins, but I raise a hand.
    “Your Jedi powers are no good on me, Casey Coffield. Don’t you dare start spinning. It’s a waste of your breath and my time. You thought you’d get my friend all excited and then I’d just cave in because of her happy dance and all of the merriment and shit, but listen here, buddy,” I pause, my chest heaving with my breath. His dimple is gone. Good. It’s a Jedi dimple. And it might work if he throws it out there enough.
    “I…am impervious to Casey Coffield. And you can have your ugly-ass card back,” I say, pulling his hand up in my own and stuffing the card in it. I fold his fingers into a fist and walk away, my feet stomping a little to the beat Steph just started on her guitar.
    What I did not count on was him following me.
    “I’m sorry, all right?” he says, his mouth a little too close to my ear. Shivers happen quickly, and I shrug them off before they turn into tingles. He’s close, so I smell his cologne, which is…not strong and

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