Rae paused. “And?”
“You don’t want to watch something more…?”
She snickered. “Girly? What? Girls can’t like action movies, too?”
Fucking hell, I love you. “The Expendables, then. Definitely.”
“Ugh, I love these movies. I hope they make a third one. Really.”
“We can watch both of them tonight, if you want.”
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“Yes!”
The way she hissed with delight pulled a smile across my face. One that made my cheeks ache. I went and sat on the other couch in the room, the love sofa, so I could cuddle Rae close to me. She started up the movie and flopped down, pouring her legs over my lap. And as our hands found one another’s, our fingers laced together.
It felt good, being back together with her.
“Thank you,” I said.
“For what?”
“For fighting with me through all this.”
She giggled. “You aren’t getting rid of me that easily.”
“Most days, I feel like you’re the only reliable thing I have in my life. And I’m scared of fucking that up.”
“Well, try not breaking up with me this time around. That might help.”
I chuckled. “Yeah. I’ll try that tactic this time.”
I felt her staring at me and I turned my head.
“What?”
She smiled softly. “Say more sweet things.”
My thumb stroked her skin softly. “You’re amazing.”
“Again.”
“You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
“Again.”
“There isn’t a night that’s gone by that you haven’t been in my dreams.”
Her eyes welled with tears. “One more time, please.”
I brought her hand to my lips to kiss. “I feel bad for people who don’t have something like this.”
And when she smiled, it filled my heart with sunlight.
“Me, too, Clint. I feel bad for them, too.”
The ringing of her doorbell severed our moment. But it brought along a completely different moment. A set of moments forever seared into my memory. One where we gorged ourselves on pizza and rooted on the good guys in the movie. One where we watched back-to-back movies with full stomachs and barely-opened eyes. One where Rae tugged me upstairs, insisting that I stay the night with her in her bed.