And Sal is right—while Whit would usually find it hard to admit just how touch-starved and lonely he's been these past several years, he's happy and grateful for that warm embrace. He had needed that. Who knew that meeting a stranger in a closet would be this fulfilling?

"I would kiss you again if you'd like that," he says cheerily, glancing down at his watch. "We still have a few more minutes, but I don't want to overstay my welcome. Up to you."