“Hey. Can I stay up here with you?” “Hey.” His attention immediately shifted to me. “Uh, yeah, of course.” Setting his book down, Hugh lifted the side of his sleeping bag and gestured for me to climb inside. Without hesitation I did just that, thrilled when my cold feet were instantly warmed by the heat emanating from his legs. “You’re getting hairy,” I told him, feeling the coarseness of his leg hair brush against the smoothness of mine. “It’s strange.” “Nothing I can do about that, I’m afraid,” he replied, twisting around to drape a warm arm around my shoulders as I turned with my back
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