ALEXIS

Alexis frowned at the weather app the following night. It had poured all day, and the cold remnants of winter reared its ugly head. Sadly, no shorts, so sweatpants would have to do.

Her mind wandered to last night. She wasn't sure if what happened was real or just a really fantastic dream. As soon as she had agreed to continue watching, exhaustion had taken hold of her worn-out body. The last she remembered was resting her head against his big shoulder and feeling utterly content. Maybe a giant hand had rested on her thigh, but she couldn't be sure.

Had they made progress last night? Or had it...