“People.”
“No way.”
“Plenty of people.”
“Name one.”
“Me.”
I roll my eyes. “Name two.”
Silence.
“See?”
Liam sighs. “It doesn’t mean anything, Mara. Normal people don’t have conversations about coffee creamer.”
“You and I certainly do. Hazelnut or vanilla?”
“Vanilla.”
I put two bottles in the cart. Then I push up on my toes and plant a kiss on Liam’s mouth, short and hard. Liam follows me for a bit when I step back, as if reluctant to let me go.
“Okay.” I smile. Lately, I’m always smiling. “What else?”
Liam browses the list I wrote earlier today, sitting between his thighs while he was busy killing bad guys on the PlayStation. He squints a little at my terrible handwriting, and I try not to laugh. “I think we’re done. Unless you need a few more family-size Cheez-It boxes?”
I stick my tongue out at him. My hand falls to my side, until it’s brushing against his. He starts pushing the shopping cart and twines our fingers together. “Ready to go?” he asks.
“Yeah.” I beam. “Let’s go home.”
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Ali Hazelwood is the New York Times bestselling author of The Love Hypothesis, as well as the writer of peer-reviewed articles about brain science, in which no one makes out and the ever after is not always happy. Originally from Italy, she lived in Germany and Japan before moving to the U.S. to pursue a Ph.D. in neuroscience. She recently became a professor, which absolutely terrifies her. When Ali is not at work, she can be found running, eating cake pops, or watching sci-fi movies with her two feline overlords (and her slightly-less-feline husband).
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