"I always hope they live,” I whispered again. I grabbed the blanket from my shoulders and tucked it around him. He looked so tired and so sad. My heart was hurting for him and his marriage woes. “Looks like it’s getting close to your bedtime."

"I got enough to finish the movie! I’m not passing out yet, Elly. Don’t forget who usually won those late night gaming sessions! It was me because you always passed out.”

I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "Yeah, but you're getting old. You don't party long into the night like I do." I grinned as I tucked my hands into the crooks of my elbows and snuggled back against the couch.

"Yeah, whatever. I can run laps around you any day of the week." He chuckled and pushed part of the blanket onto me. "Just try to finish the movie without screaming again and then we'll call it a night. Alright?”

"I don't remember you being so bossy. Being your own boss must have done that to you, BossyPants.” I pushed the blanket back onto him.

"I'm gonna wrap you up like a burrito if you don't accept my hospitality in my own house!"

He stuck his tongue out at me and then he flinched and gasped as the zombie attacked the half naked girl unexpectedly while she was finding comfort in the arms of her male counterpart. Kent was blushing as he glowered at me.

I pointed at him, hiding my giggles behind my hand. “What were you saying, Scaredy Kent?"

Kent grabbed the edge of the blanket and twirled it around us and tied it in a knot.

"Yeah, so what. It's a good movie if it gets me to jump! At least I'm not screaming."

I struggled against the blanket and sighed in defeat after a moment of trying to wiggle out of it. The whole right side of my body was touching his, and I was reminded at how warm he was. "There is nothing wrong with screaming. God, you're like a bonfire."

"Screaming makes the blood move. As far as being a furnace… yes, I am. I can only sleep with a sheet year round.”

Kent didn't seem to think much about our contact. It was all I could think about, him wrapping me up like he used to when we were teenagers, his lips kissing my shoulder, unlike when we were teenagers… I hopped in my seat because of the movie, but held back my scream.

"I think you forget I've known you since before you could walk,” I countered.

"I know. You forget how hot my body runs in temperature? You don't remember complaining about being cold in my room and I'm running around in shorts and a t-shirt? Elly…" he sounded disappointed.