Chapter 133 Rough This Time

• Quin relaxed into the cushions of the couch, the blanket pooling around her hips, accepting the bowl of vanilla ice cream Cole handed her. Softly melting at the edges and covered with a thin layer of chocolate sauce he prepared specially for days like this.
• The movie started with calm city shots and a melancholic soundtrack. She barely paid attention to the storyline. The warmth of Cole's thigh touched hers, and the heat of the kitchen lingered on his skin.
• They ate in silent communion for a couple of minutes. His other hand would occasionally slide down to touch her knee, gently caressing circles over the denim of her jeans. After the bowls were empty, he placed them on the coffee table and did not turn his attention away from the screen, only moved closer so that his arm could hold her shoulder. They both were covered with the blanket.