Finn grabs my arm, as though he has to touch me to believe I’m real. I don’t blame him. His grip is the only thing stopping me from pitching right into him. “Hi.” My voice sounds strange and high. Dad jumps in before I can say anything else. “Of course you two would know each other. I don’t know ...
I expect him to let go of me right away, but his arm lingers around my waist and I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one thinking it would be nice to stay this way for another minute or ten. “Thanks.” My voice is low. “Saved your life.” Jasper grins an...