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The music changed more than once, and at some point we stopped. We kept pressing against each other and breathing quickly. The sun was almost gone, and the last rays were coloring everything around us in different shades of red. Beautiful. It was like Cole's face was even more transformed, drawn in more. My gaze slid to his lips. So sensual, so softly defined. My husband kept his gaze on me. His palm slid from my waist upward. He touched my shoulder and pressed his fingers to my cheek. I don't know what was happening to me at that moment, but I really wanted my husband to lean closer to me and kiss me. It was like an obsession. Only my husband took his time. He traced my cheekbone with his thumb, then pulled away and lifted my hand and kissed it.
- We should go," I heard a slightly h
