“You just gonna announce it like that all the time?” she asked. I held out my hand between us, wiggling my fingers. “If you hold my hand, I won’t have to. Everyone will know.” “I’m already wearing your hoodie.” “Hold my hand, Carrot.” Her slim fingers slid into mine, and I tugged her right into my side. I’d never thought about being a one-woman man. But now I couldn’t imagine being any other way.
