"But Foxfire's on hiatus- and he doesn't sleep there anyway," Sophie argued.
Keefe laughed. "I kinda love that I have to explain this to you. It's like proof that no matter how feisty you get, you'll still always be our sweet little Foster."
Sophie's cheeks burned, but whether she was embarrassed or touched, she couldn't tell.
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But when she looked over at Keefe and thought about the roller coaster of complicated conversations they just been through, she couldn't leave quite yet.
Not without doing one more thing. And she didn't care if it was awkward. Or what anyone might think.
She leaned over, pulling Keefe into the tightest hug possible, and whispered , "Thank you."
It took him a second to hug her back, and his arms felt a little stiff. But his breath was warm in her ear as he told her, "Anytime, Foster. I'm always here."