When you mention to your boy best friend James that you miss physical affection so he suggests you cuddle "just as friends" his POV: "As friends,” I add, my heart pounding. She can see right fucking through me, I'm sure, but I'm flying down a hill with no brakes. “I'm sure there's some science about how it's good for people."

"Oxytocin.” She wets her lips. “It's released when people touch. They encourage parents to do it with newborns."

Tension hangs in the air.

"I'll do it." I swallow. “But only if I can be the baby."