“Hello, hello, nice to see you again.” I laugh, returning Albus’s nearly human smile. His bushy tail sways back and forth like windshield wipers at full speed. I kneel down to give him a generous belly rub, which he takes full advantage of, rolling onto his back. It’s become our ritual whenever I come over. “Nice to see you, too, I suppose.” I pretend to regard Scott dismissively, trying to ignore the way he towers over me, and how his muscular chest strains under his fitted navy-blue Henley rolled at the elbows. The man can seriously wear the shit out of a Henley. He closes the distance
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