we had never moved beyond friendship , although if he was helping me with my jacket on those chilly evenings out on the patio and accidentally ( pretty sure also on purpose ) pressed his body against my back while straightening out my sleeves , breathing magical puffs of salty , woodsy-scented lucas air all around my head and pretty sure also nuzzling against my ear , sending a shockwave of sizzling heat straight to my bloodstream , enough so that i pressed back against him , feeling his warm body connecting to every part of my now very overheated body ... wait , what ?