COHEN

I woke the next morning with my arms wrapped around Ellie and my nose buried in her neck. Her soft breaths grazed my chest.

I'd come in late last night and found her tossing and turning. The moment I'd held her she'd settled down. It felt good to be needed by her. To be someone who made her feel safe and secure.

With a sigh, I got out of bed and headed for the bathroom to get ready for the day.

I had no business feeling these feelings toward Ellie. I didn't ...