Jack shook his head with a sigh and said, “Get on.” “What?” He bent a little at the waist and gestured to his back. “Piggyback ride.” Her mouth dropped open and she couldn’t stop the giggle. “Are you for real, Jack?” “Hop on and shut up, Hal.” She climbed onto his back, and he straightened and carried her to her building as if she were as light as a feather. She buried her cold nose in his warm neck, getting buzzed on the smell of soap and Jack, but he didn’t complain too much. “Your nose is so cold,” he said. “But your neck is so warm, I can’t help myself,” she replied, burying her nose a
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