throat. “So. We’ve been very mature and rational about this whole thing, I think.” “Yeah?” “Which is great. But could we maybe not? For a minute?” Alex doesn’t understand. “I don’t understand.” “Well, all this talking about the future and stuff is, uh, healthy. But—” Eli licks his lips, then bites them, then makes an embarrassed noise. Oh. Alex grins. “You want to make out like a couple of teenagers for a while?” Eli grins back at him. “Yes, please.” “I’d be okay with that,” Alex says magnanimously.
