“Friends that sometimes cuddle, though, right?” My voice is quiet and I can feel my cheeks heat. “I don’t have friends I don’t cuddle with.” He steps a little closer. I narrow my eyes and think about it for a minute. “Are you a cuddle whore? Cuddling people all willy-nilly?” Willy-nilly? Seriously? Ugh. “I am a cuddle whore who is lacking work.”
