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like at the dance last week.

Then right there in the kitchen

we do a little two-step

moving our hips

along to Ella and Louis singing

about winter and snow

and love keeping them warm.

Lyric is relaxed in my arms

and she smells like home.

I close my eyes

let the music take over

let my body melt

into the moment.

Juniper?

Lyric says as the song ends.

Uh-huh,

I say, pulling away slowly

letting the space filter back in between us.

Thank you for coming over tonight.

Grammy had a lot of fun.

And so did I.

Thanks for not being weird

about her being in my life.

Never,

I say.

You and she are a team.

I know that.

I had fun

but I needed this too.

You did?