ELLIE

The next day I was in a daze. I couldn’t forget my kiss with Cohen or the fact that he was my mate.

“Focus,” Nia barked at me in between our yoga poses.

I sighed. “I’m sorry. I’m a mess today.”

Nia sat on the ground. “Do you want to talk about it?” She winced, but kept looking at me expectantly.

I laughed. “You don’t really talk things out, do you?”

She shook her head. “I’m more physical with my feelings. But I think I ...