Chapter 7Jesse and Kensuke hugged as they met up just prior to eight at the first location on Jesse’s map on a silver, gray, and white Westchester winter morning.
“s**t!” Kensuke jumped back. “I think we just broke a Cuomo mandate.”
“I couldn’t help myself,” Jesse said. “You think holding hands is allowed?”
They were, their gloved fingers still intertwined.
“Just don’t kiss me,” Kensuke quipped.
“Not even through the ski mask and the one underneath it?”
“Are you tempted?” Kensuke’s glasses were fogging up, due to the warmth of his breath, double mask coverage, and the cold, snowy day. He swiped at them. It had been way too long since he’d been so close to Jesse, and he definitely wanted to see him.
“I’m really tempted,” Jesse admitted. “But it’s probably better if we don’t. Not righ
