He disappeared into the bedroom area while I finished getting ready at the mirror. When my hair was neat enough and my makeup complete, I turned off the light. “Well?” I said, presenting myself to Cole, who was dressed in a charcoal suit with a light blue dress shirt. His hair was combed, his shoes were shined, and the room smelled like his cologne. As always, he set off butterflies in my stomach. “How do I look?” I asked. He looked up from adjusting a cufflink. “Hmm.” “Hmm?” I stuck my hands on my hips and pouted. “That’s not the right answer.” “I know, but . . .” He studied me as he came
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