“Nervous?” he says low and direct. I nod. “Want some help with him?” Cole’s head softly motions toward the couch. Who? What? I follow the direction to Reed, realizing what he means, so I nod again. Cole never leaves my face as his steady words hit with force. “Reed, the lady said to sit. I suggest you do as she requested.” I glance over, seeing Reed slide over the arm onto the cushion while giving me a wink before I look back at Cole. “Thank you.”
