“Brownies?” Hudson lights up. His fingers brush against mine when he takes the plate, and I shiver. “I try to be good about my sugar intake during the season, but I’m a sucker for anything chocolate. Anything sweet, really.” “Noted.” I run my hands over the front of my jeans and shift on my feet. “Should I take off my shoes? Or—” A big dog with yellow fur comes charging down the hall, interrupting me. When he gets close, he puts his paws on my shoulder and licks my cheek. “Shit. Sorry. Asparagus.” Hudson tugs on the dog’s collar and pulls him away. “No jumping.” “Asparagus?” I smile down at
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