“We’ll never get bored of you, Jo.” Cole leans in. “We’re only beginning to crack the surface of Mary Jo Hall, and we’re already obsessed. There’s nothing that you can say or do that would make us less interested. You’ve tried. Didn’t work.” Cole chuckles. “Stop,” I whisper, emotion clogging my throat. “That word didn’t work before, and it won’t work now.” Cole plants a kiss on my head. “Even if you beg.”
