I appreciate that you put up with me making you be my big spoon tonight.” I know my life is a whole lot of crazy right now and you’ve got your own stuff going on. There’s a carcass composed entirely of sexual tension lying abandoned on the couch. “Thanks for more than just dinner,” she says, staring at where we were just cuddled together. She swings her keys around her index finger and looks back toward the living room. I stand and wait while she retrieves her keys and slips her shoes on at the door. “I need to think about what I want to say, anyway.” She moves to the kitchen and I can see her shadow against the wall. “You can call him from here,” I tell her, watching her absently tie her hair into a knot atop her head. It takes me a moment to catch up with how quickly the moment has shifted. I should get back to Austin tonight, too.” “Holy crap, I didn’t realize it was so late,” she says, and stands from the couch.
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