Page 28 of Five Days to Be Mine

“Want to watch a movie?”

She moves to the edge of the couch.

“Yes.”

“Let me get us a snack. You can pick the movie.”

She grins. “You might regret that. I like romcoms.”

I laugh. “‘Tis the season for them, right?”

“Right.” I drop a kiss on her lips, take her hand and we stroll to the kitchen. “The remotes for the TV are on the shelf to the left,” I tell her.

"Got it.” Mara smiles.

Whistling, I assemble a plate of cheese, nuts and grapes.

“I think I figured it out,” Mara grins, gesturing at the TV.

“Oh, that’s an old one,” I grin as the credits for Serendipity roll by.

“My mom’s favourite.” I put the tray on the table, pat the couch.

Mara settles next to me.

From behind me, I grab a throw blanket and spread it out between us.

Mara leans her head against my chest, and this is the only way I want to spend my nights.

We watch the movie in comfort, laughing and snacking, and when it stops, Mara yawns.

“Now I could sleep,” she says. “Good. Can I take you to breakfast tomorrow?”

She blushes. “Yes, I would like to have breakfast with you.”

“Good,” I press a light kiss against her brow. “Let me tuck you in, pretty girl.”

She glances away, but takes my hand and I walk her back to the bedroom.

Mara helps me turn down the bed, a pensive look on her face.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, just tired. It’s late.”

“Get into bed.” I come around to the side she’s standing on, fluffing her pillow.

“Thanks,” she grins shyly. She gets into bed. I pull the blankets up to her chin, kiss her lips.

She giggles.

I climb in next to her, turn on my side, and reach for her.

Mara turns, so her back is against me, and I softly glide my hands from her arms to her hips.

“Good night, Evan.”

“Night, Mara.”

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