“She can see the outline of Miss Justineau’s body, not close but closer to her than the others. She wants to crawl over to her and curl up against her, her shoulders pressed into the precisely right-shaped arc of Miss… — M.R. Carey Copy Share Image
“Back-to-back", Bayard replied, and Grimm felt the sudden, wiry pressure of the other man's shoulders pressed against the middle of his back. "I should be friends with taller people," Grimm panted. "Bite your tongue, old boy, or I'll hack apart… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
