They watched a movie—Backdraft—and Alex explained what was portrayed realistically and picked on some of the Hollywoodisms.
At one o’clock, she yawned.
“Time for beddy-bye,” he joked.
“I’ll get you a pillow and a light blanket.” She pointed toward the back of the house. “Bathroom’s through there.”
He rose. “I’ve got a gym bag in my car. I’ll go get it.”
“Keep it on hand for unexpected overnighters?”
He didn’t take offense. Instead, he drew her up from the couch. Once again she felt dwarfed by him. He rested his hands lightly on her arms, and the weight of them felt good. “Lauren, I like women. I go out. I’ve had some serious involvements—I was almost engaged once—but I’m not promiscuous. Or indiscriminate. Basically, I’m just a normal guy.”
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