Cole grabs ahold of my hand and kisses the back of it, all while Rafael watches with flared nostrils. The brush of Cole’s lips against my skin doesn’t elicit a fraction of the reaction Rafael cradling my chin did, and I’m not sure what to make of that. “Ellie.” Cole tests the name in that deep, husky voice of his. “You’re the woman from the stage, right?” I nod. “You have a wonderful voice.” He releases my hand, and it hangs in the air for a second too long before I remember how to act like a normal human being. Shame replaces my shyness. “Sorry for acting like a complete weirdo. You just
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