“Jane!” Thatcher cuts off my path and shields me. “Jane!” I lose sight of Moffy. “I can’t leave him!” I put my hands on his chest to push him backwards. But my strength doesn’t outmatch his, so I use all my weight and jump on my boyfriend. He catches me in a front piggyback. My legs instinctively wrap around his waist—his hands cup the backs of my thighs. Hoisting me higher on his tall build. Oh. My. God?
