" I’m inputting the pizza from last night, trying not to think about my points overage, when Jared comes behind me, rests his chin on my shoulder, and hugs me from behind. At first I hold myself stiffly in the circle of warm muscle, but he runs his nose along the line of my neck, smells my hair like he’s absorbing me. I sink back into him and drop my head against him. “That’s it,” he whispers in my ear. “That’s all I want. "
― Kennedy Ryan , Block Shot (Hoops #2)