“She’s fine” came out of his mouth, he turned that tall, muscular body and parked himself in the tight space between both of us. He didn’t fit. Not at all. His elbow pretty much landed on my lap and most of his thigh and calf were pressed and aligned to my matching body parts. I shifted to my left an inch and the length of his leg followed me, his elbow staying exactly where it was. What the hell was happening? “How’s it going, Kev?” Dallas asked the dad, still smothering me but somehow his attention elsewhere.