“Oww,” I grunt, steadying my hand against the wall display, miraculously turning off the music and the water. I don’t know when he turned around, but I do know that Cole is rushing toward me as I stand naked, holding my nose. He jerks me forward, tugging my hand from my face. “Hold this. Let me see.” “Hold what? Why are you here? I’m naked,” I say in one big run-on sentence. I’m gripping something soft, so I look down. “I have a towel.” “You do. Now stop moving and talking. I need to see if you’re bleeding.” I do, in fact, stop talking as I stand there being evaluated because my face hurts,
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