“Oh man, Hannah didn’t even cry,” Wren points out with a chuckle. “Should we restart it or watchTwilight?”
“Your choice,” Hannah says.
Wren looks to me.
“Twilightas in the sparkly vampire dude?” I ask.
She nods. “We binge the series every year over the holiday break.”
“I only saw the last one,” I admit. “It was on TV, and I got sucked in, but I never went back.”
“Oh my gosh. You have to see them all to really get it. The production of the first is a little cringe but it’ll make youappreciate the others so much more. Plus, you get to see Jacob’s glow-up.”
Hannah’s smiling at her sister as Wren navigates the TV to rent the first movie and presses play.
“Pillow?” Wren asks as she wriggles back into the couch cushion to get comfortable. They’ve pulled the blankets and pillows from Hannah’s bed downstairs, and they’re all snuggled up on opposite ends with me between them.
“Uh…yeah. Give me one of those.” I hold up a hand.
She tosses it at me, and I place it behind my head. The edge of Hannah’s blanket lands in my lap. I glance over at her and she’s aiming a smile at me that I can’t quite decipher. But I’ll take any excuse to be close to her. I scooch so that we can share the blanket and her smile widens. Happy, that’s what it is. She’s happy. That soul deep, wouldn’t want to be anywhere else in this moment kind of happy. That makes two of us.
For as much as I was tired of dating before I met Hannah, I missed hanging out and connecting, doing all the intimate couple-y stuff.
“Oh my gosh, you’re so cold,” she says as my arm brushes hers.
“Someone had my jacket, and I had to stand out in the snow.” I stick out my bottom lip like I’m pouting, but then she looks at my mouth and I’m back in that moment, framing her face with my hands and kissing her.
Her jaw drops in shock and maybe guilt, but then I grin, and she swats at me playfully.
“You didn’t have to be such a gentleman. I had pants and a jacket in the back of my Jeep.”
“I know. I considered wearing them, but you’re so small I figured they wouldn’t cover much of me.”
Her stare drops to my lips again like maybe she’s thinking about that kiss still too.
“Share some of your heat with me.” I inch even closer, and then she does too with a timid sort of smile.
“You two are adorable,” Wren says.
Hannah and I both look at her. I half expect Hannah to pull away, but instead she cozies up closer to me and fires back at her sister, “Of course we are.”
The movie starts and we’re all quiet for less than a minute before Wren and Hannah start commentating.
“The makeup is awful,” I add. “There’s no way people in Forks didn’t know something was up with these dudes. They’re green.”
Hannah’s so close I can feel her laughter. “On the first film the director used a blue filter to give the movie an eerie feel.”
“The other movies aren’t like that,” Wren adds.
“Oh, right.” Now that she’s mentioned it, I can see the way everything has that blue-ish tint. “Look at you with yourTwilighttrivia.”
“We played it at her fifteenth birthday.”
“Twilighttrivia?” I ask, feeling my lips pull into another wide smile as I picture a young Hannah obsessed with all things sparkly vampires.
Hannah looks around me to Wren. “Some things are sacred.”
Wren just laughs. So do I. So does Hannah.
