Chapter 90

Elodie’s POV

I’m still standing there with that ridiculous strand of hair finally out of my mouth, trying to act normal.

He turns back to the stove, flipping the reheated food with one hand, like I didn’t just freeze up the second he touched me.

“So you’re just going to pretend that didn’t happen?” I ask, folding my arms.

He glances over his shoulder. “Pretend what didn’t happen?”

“You know what