"I would never," Crew started the second I walked through the front door, silenced almost immediately thereafter when I threw myself at him, locked my arms around his neck and my mouth on his and shut him up already.

Because, duh, Turner. Just duh.

When I leaned back, catching my breath, he grinned like it was funny or something. Almost earned himself a smack for that attitude. Until he held out one hand, tight in a fist, with a bit of a flourish. I offered my own. ...