I’m bundled up in a Vick and Amber hug, squeezed tight on all sides, keeping me from falling apart.
“What happened, Max? Wow, you look amazing. Did you go somewhere today?”
I smirk, but it doesn’t feel right on my face like it doesn’t fit. “Yeah, I did. I don’t want to talk about it just yet. I bought groceries. What do you guys want to eat?”
I turn from their hold and head into the kitchen, but I’m practically thrown to the ground when Vick (I think) wraps all her limbs around me in a piggyback from hell.
“Jesus, what the hell?”
“I don’t know,” Vick practically yells in my ear. “I’ve missed your face. I’m happy to see you. It feels like it’s been years.”
“I thought you were having a little honeymoon with Michael the whole time,” I murmur. When I’m finally set free, I open the fridg
