Book Hugs Novels & Stories

He looked down at me for a few moments before pulling me closer to him, patting my back for what felt like ages. Then what had seemed like only a small gap between our bodies turned into something bigger, warmer. Something called a hug…

Ace actually smiled — a rare, confusing, annoyingly attractive sight. “Alexia, sweetheart.” Vincenzo turned to me next, hugging me like I’d been part of the family for years. “Thanks for inviting me,” I said with a small smile. Zayn appeared out of nowhere, sweeping me into a tight hug. “My new favorite person!” Then Alex hugged me, then Arielle, then Ace’s mother — I was drowning in affection. What is it with hugs here? Is it a mandatory greeting? A family ritual? A cult requirement?

Somehow the veins bulging from the back of his hands were mesmerizing on their own. What almost made me mess up my Social Studies test was his out of the blue hug. It was the first time I ever felt this way. While Maya's hugs felt like a safety blanket warping me, Alex's was more like a blazing heat penetrating every cell in my body. I didn't understand the nature of this feeling. I can't even ask Maya about it, she'll use it as her new teasing material, along with Alex's hug.