Doug wrapped his arms around me next. He whispered to me, holding me against his warm chest. “You didn’t tell me you were coming. Are you good with this?”
I looked up at him. “Mostly.” At least I was now that I was encircled in his arms. He didn’t loosen his grip, and I was content to stand there and be held.
Zack smacked Doug on the arm, and he released me. “Okay, lover boy, we’re here to play.”
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