“Before we go... I’m gonna do something and I need you to not be weirded out by it.” He blinked. “What exactly—” I threw my arms around his shoulders and pulled him into a tight hug. “You’re a good dude, Bensen,” I said, my throat clamping over the words. “For real.” After a moment of hesitation, he patted my back. “Thank you, Miss Paquin. For what it’s worth, I think you, too, are a good dude.”
