“I say yes.” Folk reached for Decoy’s hand. “So do I.” The atmosphere shifted. A heartbeat. A shaky breath. Then tension I’d thought was all mine evaporated and Nash was in front of me before I could blink. He hauled me into a tight embrace that didn’t give me wood only because Rubi crashed it. “Yes, Locktipuss.” Rubi pounded my back. “Talking about fucking edging.” Nash laughed. His chest vibrated against mine and it was all I could do to unstick my tongue from the roof of my mouth.
