"And you." Ziggy leaned into Mick, kissing him gently and playing with the ends of his blonde hair. "This is what your world needs, more love."

Ziggy glanced around at the others who were now making out, especially the young Dane and the Swede who were far more lip locked than the others. After a moment though, Mikkel leaned over to kiss Fredrik too.

Ziggy heard Mick's thoughts and shrugged. "My father's prepared."