A hot tear rolls down my cheek. Eli’s expression morphs from confusion to surprise to intense tenderness so fast it hurts, right beneath my ribs. He steps closer, over the threshold, and for a second I think he’s going to take me into his arms. For a second, I want it so badly I can hardly breathe. Instead, his fingers graze mine, gone before I can really feel them. “Okay. Let’s go figure it out.”
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