“And then you got this,” he said softly, taking her hand and turning it palm-up. Ashlyn swallowed, suddenly off-balance. “Yes.” “Does it still hurt?” His voice was unsettlingly soft, the room too warm. “No. Not now.” “I’m glad.” What was happening? Her heart felt like it was tap-dancing on her rib cage and she couldn’t seem to make her lungs expand. There hadn’t been anyone since Daniel. And not really anyone before him. Certainly no one who made her feel the way she was feeling now. “You okay?” She blinked at him, aware that she’d been silent a long time. “Yeah, just . . .” Ethan abruptly let
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so cute!!!
