"That's how much I love you." She props herself up on one elbow. "I didn't invite anyone else, but I can. If you want."
No. I don't want. "That's plenty of party." It's small enough, and filled with enough people I like, that I might enjoy it without three shots.
Emma's expression gets sincere. "You can tell me if you hate the idea."
"No. It's sweet. I'm just—"
"Don't worry. Tonight's plans only require your ass." She doesn't give me a chance to agree. She pushes off the bed and offers her hands.
I take them and let her pull me to my feet. "I didn't know you liked me that way."
"In your dreams." She takes a step backward. "Disney marathon."
My ears perk. My eyes too. I nod, yes.
Emma laughs. "See. I know how to make you happy."
"You do."
"We just need pancakes—"
"Chocolate chip?" I ask.
She nods. "And tea. I'll make them. So long as you measure the chocolate chips."
"You're too good to me."
"I know."
* * *
The TV screen flickers, casting light over me and Emma. Hercules is kicking ass and taking names. Same as always.
Is there a Disney movie I don't know like the back of my hand?
I might have a problem. Though, it's not really my problem. It's our problem.
Right now, I don't care.
My stomach is full of pancakes. My brain is buzzing from the mix of sugar and tea. Everything is good.
I want more.
Even if it's a bad idea.
I push off the couch and turn to Emma. "You want more coffee?"
She raises a brow. "You planning on starting a novel tonight?"
I laugh, but I don't quite sell it. One day... Maybe... in a million years.
"You know I can go all night, babe." She winks at me. "I'll take some chocolate."
"Your wish is my command."
"Different movie."
"You want to watch it next?"