I shiver and pull my hand away so I can wrap my arms around my body. “Hell. I didn’t know the nice afternoon was going to turn into a frigid night. The temperature must’ve dropped, like, twenty degrees.” “Hang on.” Riley takes off his glasses and tugs his sweatshirt over his head. His shirt gets stuck in the unclothing process, the thin cotton material crawling up his stomach and showing off bare skin. “I’m not cold.” “Oh, that’s okay. I don’t want to—” “I wasn’t asking, Lexi. Arms up, please,” he says, and the hint of authority behind his voice has me nodding. It has my slowly lifting my
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