“You give good hugs, Jake. Fuck. Of course, you do.” Felix groans against his hands. “Kind of wish I hated every second of that.” He blushes furiously when we lock eyes again. “Damn it. Suck at something, will you?” I chuckle, walking over to my door when he goes around to his. “Next time I’ll try and fuck it up. Maybe I’ll end it too soon or something.” “There’s going to be a next time?” We stare at each other. “Yeah,” we say together, and then we’re both laughing and climbing inside the car.
