“You gonna be alright if I hug you? Cause this old man has missed you.” That was Eddie, a respecter of boundaries. “Of course, you can, Ed,” I allowed, throwing my arms around him. With a grumble from Mason and a chuckle from Eddie, I was wrapped into a hug. “Glad you two are safe,” the rodeo clown whispered into my curls. “You gonna say that to me or just my wife, asshole?” Mason clipped. Letting go of Eddie, I spun, slapping Mason’s hard chest. “Be nice,” I demanded, shooting him a glare.
