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that streaming movie service, right?” She reached over and grabbed a small tray with her ice cream and a mug of hot chocolate on it and settled it on her lap. This will give me something to do rather than grab and pinch.
    “Can’t I just be old-fashioned? Besides this is how we used to watch movies back in my day,” he teased. “Don’t you remember our old summer sleepovers before we hit puberty? The VHS tapes and then the DVDs and now we do movies on the computers when we’re not in the same city.”
    A ping in her heart reverberated around her chest. “Yeah.” Her voice grew soft as old memories rose up. They had spent most of their lives together. She couldn’t suppress how unbalanced her life had become without them being in the same city. As long as they lived close by, she could walk to his place and spend more time with him. Now not so much. Being around him hit her in the emotions. How to surmount what their lives were now, that was the question.
    “No need to get sad about it. We still make time for each other. We’re just not in the same place anymore.” Something in his voice tugged at her heartstrings.
    “Yeah, but we’re in different cities. And if I’m honest, I hate it. Now I have to take your word for it.” One of many things she’d come to realize while watching him from her new home.
    “And?” he pressed.
    With his back turned, she couldn’t see his expression, but by his tone, she could tell he wanted to hear more from her.
    “Okay, fine. I love my new job. I’m making friends and learning my new city, but I’m homesick.” She snuggled into the back of the couch. “I miss you like crazy. I was used to you being on the road, but with so much distance now everything is…different, and I hate it. I can’t just take you out for coffee. I won’t be able to get you up at the ass crack of dawn to take me out to get doughnuts. I won’t be able to drag you to a Christmas office party because you may be off, and I don’t want to stab someone with a candy cane for yet another round of karaoke. You won’t come pick me up at the office during the summer to take me out to dinner or a barbecue or hanging out with your teammates.” As she listed all her grievances, she realized just how much she was missing out on due to the distance and their schedules.
    She dug into her ice cream to avoid looking at him to see his reaction. No way to back out now that they were baring their souls or anything. Not even she could predict how much she’d spilled in that short time.
    “I know. You’ve been more talkative as of late. Hell, you’ve been asking about Mom and Papa after you’ve visited with them, even going on and on about the friggin’ weather here. The weather , Ti.” He stood up and walked over to her. The sound of his footsteps on the wooden floor caused awareness to flare along her arms and legs. From under her lashes she watched his confident stride in that short space. For a second, she wondered why he hadn’t changed. She studied her own outfit: tank top, cotton shorts, and flip-flops. Simple and comfortable but the cold air swirling around her did nothing to stop her nipples from being on constant alert. Her only saving grace to shield him from her body’s reaction to his nearness was her bra. Thank goodness for small wonders.
    “Alexi, why didn’t you change when we got here?” No exhaustion or lack of enthusiasm. They were the only ones here, and as far as she knew, no company was on the way.
    “Because I was too hungry to? And you used up all the hot water.” He settled next to her, rested his arm over the back of the couch, and his hand came down to trail over the bare skin of her shoulder. She shivered as a lick of fire raced along her arm to caress her fingers. Goose bumps rose on her bare skin.
    “Cold?” Alexi lowered his head and nuzzled her ear with his nose as he picked up the remote and hit Play.
    Her brain short-circuited at his touch. Any witty response died