**Chapter 70**
ELLIE'S POV
We didn’t make it upstairs.
Cole kissed me like he was afraid I would change my mind if he gave me even a second to think. His mouth was hot and urgent, nothing like the careful way he had touched me the day before. This was hunger without patience. His hands were already under my blouse, warm and sure, sliding up to cup my breasts over the bra. When his thumbs brushed my n*****s I broke the kiss with a shaky sound that didn’t sound like me.
“We shouldn’t,” I whispered.
“I know.” He said it against my mouth and kissed me again anyway.
My back hit the fridge. The magnet from Nathan’s school calendar dug into my shoulder blade and I didn’t care. The cold surface of the appliance bit through the thin fabric of my blouse, but the contrast only made the heat of
