I grab a blanket from the basket and crawl over the back of the couch, pulling her back to my front as I settle in behind her. Her neck cranes to look at me. “What are you doing?” I nuzzle the back of her neck and breathe her in. “I’m watching a movie.” “You’ve got me trapped between your thighs.” “Friends can cuddle and watch a movie together . . . If you don’t like it, then move.” She leans against me, and I smile. I’m sure she’s rolling her eyes. “By the way, that goal in the second period? Phenomenal passing.”
