I have the sudden urge to knock that humidifier to the ground and plaster myself all over him. But that’s not okay. None of this is okay. I step back before I can give into the urge. “Uh…” I touch my neck. My wrist. My purse. My gaze skates across the sidewalk. I point over my shoulder. “This way.” Arguing with him is pointless. The faster I get to Sunny’s
