Holy shit. I blink. “I’m seeing stars.” “Not yet, you aren’t,” Reed counters. Cole grips my chin between his fingers. “Shit,” he growls. My eyelids flutter. “Ummm…I’m passing out.” “Fuck.” The air hits my body as Cole rips the jacket open and off in seconds, exposing the truth—me in that damn T-shirt from earlier. I was always a foregone conclusion. Albeit an unconscious one now. One minute I’m staring into Cole’s eyes, and the next, I’m lying on the floor hearing: “Do you see what I mean? Every time she’s nervous, she rambles. It’s fucking adorable. Come to think of it, it probably
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