[William’s POV]
I’m moving before I even know what I’m doing, and when I move Marty’s hand off of Elise’s shoulder, I realize much too late that I’ve made a huge mistake. Eyes widening, I release the hand that I’m holding and shake off any lingering emotions I may be feeling.
“Aw,” Marty pouts, reaching out and grabbing my hand again. “You don’t want to hold my hand?”
Opening my mouth, I prepare to argue, but stop as he gives a pointed look over my shoulder, and I don’t need to turn to know that Rosco is watching me. I could only imagine the look on his face as he understood what has gotten into me.
“Should I maybe leave the two of you alone?” Elise asks, looking at our joined hands. “It looks like you are having a moment.”
“Don’t be too upset, beautiful.” Marty chuckles. “I know that
