Sage turned toward him, She remembered the kiss they had shared in the clinic, the way his arms had held her when she was struggling to keep her emotions under control, and how he had promised not to rush her.
Then she remembered the night of her birthday.
The memory arrived so vividly that she almost smiled.
She had been sitting between Cole and Mason after they brought her cats home, surrounded by presents she had insisted she didn't need. Cole had been particularly pleased with himself, while Mason had spent the evening pretending that the entire celebration was an unnecessary waste of time.
At some point, Sage had looked between them and asked them to kiss her cheeks.
Both men had stared at her.
Cole had laughed first, naturally, and Mason had scoffed as though she had requested
