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his suicide, when Brandon’s dad had moved into an apartment for a few months and he and Brandon’s mom had discussed divorce. By sixteen, Brandon was a pro at skirting issues, and making sure he didn’t say anything his parents didn’t want to hear.
    But Lucy wasn’t his mom or dad, and if they were going to have the kind of relationship he wanted them to have, he had to be honest with her.
    “Listen,” Brandon said, taking her small hand between his, warming her cool fingers. “I’m not sure what to believe about your gift, but I’m glad you’re here. And I’m glad you cared enough to want to keep me safe.”
    Lucy met his eyes with that piercing look she had, the one that made him sure she could read every thought in his head. It unnerved him and made him acutely aware of how damned cute she was and how much he wanted to kiss her, all at the same time.
    “You’re going to believe, Brandon,” she said. “Even the skeptics at the police department in Atlanta came around eventually. And those guys weren’t open-minded. They were the kind of men who had the same breakfast every morning for twenty years just to avoid trying something new.”
    Brandon nodded. “I’m open to coming around. I’m not going to look up at a blue sky and call it orange. I’ve just never known a psychic before, let alone dated one. It will take some getting used to.”
    Lucy’s eyes dropped to their joined hands. “Well, I haven’t dated anyone at all in a long time. So…that might take a little bit of getting used to, too. For me.”
    Brandon twined his fingers through hers, glad she was letting him hold her hand. “Your last relationship didn’t end well, I’m guessing?”
    Lucy head bobbed, her eyes still glued to where they touched. “He passed away. Cancer. The quick kind.”
    Brandon’s brow wrinkled. “I’m so sorry, Lucy. That must have been awful.”
    “It was,” she said, finally lifting her gaze to his. “But he wouldn’t have wanted me to shut the world out. Or shut you out.” She took a deep breath. “So I want to be completely honest with you.”
    “Okay,” Brandon said, brow still furrowed.
    “I didn’t tell you everything last night,” she said. “I didn’t just sense that you were going to be in danger, I sensed that you and I… That we…”
    She broke off with a laugh, eyes lifting to the ceiling. “I don’t know why I’m so nervous. I know I’m right, and I know you feel it too.”
    Brandon’s forehead smoothed and a tentative smile teased at his lips. “That we’re going to be good together?”
    Lucy’s nailed him with another intense look. “We’re going to be great together.”
    Brandon’s smile took up more real estate on his face, even as a current of awareness swept through his body. “Well, I could have told you that months ago. The second I saw you get out of that little car of yours, I felt like I’d been struck by lightning. I’ve been trying to catch your attention since the first day I came over to pester you during your shift.”
    Lucy grinned one of her irresistible grins. Even better, she shifted off the coffee table and into his arms, climbing into his lap as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
    And it was, at least the most natural and easy thing Brandon had felt in a long time. And as she leaned in, pressing her lips to his, giving him his first sweet, sexy, perfectly Lucy kiss of the morning, his soul lit up and something broken inside him clicked back into place.
    He and Lucy just…fit. It was enough to make a guy want to believe in psychic phenomenon and love at first sight and who knows what else. With Lucy, all kinds of previously unthinkable things suddenly seemed possible.
    They kissed for a long time—long enough for Brandon to grow so hard it was painful—before Lucy finally pulled away, her breath coming fast. “I think now’s a good time for more than kissing. Don’t you?”
    Brandon bit his lip, fighting the urge to groan as