If Danny hadn't scrambled away to get cleaned up, I'd have collapsed right on his chest. As it is, I end up between them. It's too familiar to be entirely comfortable, but I don't bother to move.

His back against my chest, I can feel him talk as much as hear it, that rumble against my back and his breath against my neck. I groan, crack open an eye and look at Steve with a crooked grin.