"You guys were gonna hijack my show?" Awwwwww. Priestly grinned and leaned over to press his forehead against hers.

Touching. Touching touching touching. She felt nice.

"That . . . woulda been kinda awesome. Or, like, 'sorry, Bill, I can't do the show this week, I been kidnapped by my high school friends.' He'd throw a fit."