Kelsey’s POV

“Good morning, Kelsey,” Cole murmured softly, his deep voice sending a shiver straight down my spine.

My breath caught in my throat. My face burned, but before I could choke out a response, Nora chimed in, completely oblivious to what was going on in my head.

“Right? I heard a bang in the shower earlier! Thought she knocked herself out,” Nora laughed, sliding a plate of pancakes toward me. “Sit down, Kels. You're acting a bit weird.”

I forced my legs to move, pulling out the chair across from Nora—and directly opposite Cole.

The moment I sat down, the scent of sweet syrup, warm butter, and Cole's dark,...