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“
Kate
.
”
Christian
gives
her
a
polite
nod
and
glares
at
Elliot
,
who
grins
and
rises
to
hug
me
,
too
.
“
Hi
,
Ana
.
”
He
smiles
,
his
blue
eyes
twinkling
,
and
I
like
him
immediately
.
He
’
s
obviously
nothing
like
Christian
,
but
then
they
’
re
adopted
brothers
.
“
Hi
,
Elliot
.
”
I
smile
at
him
,
and
I
’
m
aware
that
I
’
m
biting
my
lip
.
“
Elliot
,
we
’
d
better
go
,
”
Christian
says
mildly
.
“
Sure
.
”
He
turns
to
Kate
and
pulls
her
into
his
arms
and
gives
her
a
long
,
lingering
kiss
.
Jeez
…
get
a
room
.
I
stare
at
my
feet
,
embarrassed
.
I
glance
up
at
Christian
,
and
he
’
s
watching
me
intently
.
I
narrow
my
eyes
at
him
.
Why
can
’
t
you
kiss
me
like
that
?
Elliot
continues
to
kiss
Kate
,
sweeping
her
off
her
feet
and
dipping
her
in
a
dramatic
hold
so
that
her
hair
touches
the
ground
as
he
kisses
her
hard
.
“
Laters
,
baby
.
”
He
grins
.
Kate
just
melts
.
I
’
ve
never
seen
her
melt
before
—
the
words
“
comely
”
and
“
compliant
”
come
to
mind
.
Compliant
Kate
.
Boy
,
Elliot
must
be
good
.
Christian
rolls
his
eyes
and
stares
down
at
me
,
his
expression
unreadable
,
although
maybe
he
’
s
mildly
amused
.
He
tucks
a
stray
strand
of
my
hair
that
has
worked
its
way
free
from
my
ponytail
behind
my
ear
.
My
breath
hitches
at
the
contact
,
and
I
lean
my
head
into
his
fingers
.
His
eyes
soften
,
and
he
runs
his
thumb
across
my
lower
lip
.
My
blood
sears
in
my
veins
.
And
all
too
quickly
,
his
touch
is
gone
.
“
Laters
,
baby
,
”
he
murmurs
,
and
I
have
to
laugh
because
it
’
s
so
unlike
him
.
But
even
though
I
know
he
’
s
being
irreverent
,
the
endearment
tugs
at
something
deep
inside
me
.
