Drew wasn’t trying to knock me down; he was hugging me. I liked the way his weight felt colliding into mine. It hit me immediately, but it was like my body was ready; my body knew how to react to Drew. He bounced excitedly at first and slapped me on the back. I chuckled and pressed my palm against his back. Something changed. The excited, celebratory hug turned into more. His body relaxed, and my arms moved, pulling him tighter, towing his chest right up against mine. Drew’s chin dropped onto my shoulder, and his hand stopped slapping my back. Instead, his fingers dug in. So this is what it’s
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