“Wait!” I cried through my laughter, grabbing a cupcake off the counter we passed. “I need to finish icing these.” Davian stopped midstep, then dutifully turned and carried me back to my station. He set me back on solid ground but didn’t go far. Instead of stepping away, he pressed his front against my back, and both his palms flattened against the counter to cage me. I swallowed and placed the cupcake down. This felt nice. Once I could breathe normally again, I patted Davian’s forearm. “Good boy.”
