“I think I missed you,” she says, still in my arms.
“That’s convenient since I think I missed you too,” I rest my forehead against hers.
I love the light that puts in her eyes. Such a simple thing to say, yet it seems to have an impact. Until I remember, that this is a bet for her too.
“Hey, can we talk about something?” I ask. Now’s the time to tell her the truth. She has her own bet going on, she will totally understand.
“Uh oh, that doesn’t sound good,” she says.
“It’s not a big deal,” I say. “I just—”
Lexie pokes her head in the door. “Starting the movie, get your butts in there.”
Remi looks at me questioningly.
“We’ll talk later.” I take her hand in mine and lead her to the barrel room where Lexie is showing the movie.
“What movie is it, again?” I ask.
“Casablanca,” Remi says.
She grabs an open bottle of wine, two glasses, and some popcorn off the end of the bar and we enter the darkened room.