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Not that I’m complaining.
It didn’t take us long to realize that the chair was actually big enough for the two of us if I sat down first and Hannah sprawled herself across my lap. Which is how we’re set up this Wednesday evening. I have my book propped on her knees, and the notes she was reviewing have slid out of her slack fingers onto the floor. I’d scoop them up if I could do it without waking her.
But I’m happy to let her sleep.
When she’s draped over me like this, every piece of me settles. Even though Hannah told me she was coming back in the fall, there was a small, evil voice lurking in a dark corner of my brain that wondered if she might have said that just to get me off her case.
But she wasn’t lying. She left New York yet again and showed up on move-in day, just like all the other students. And I took her out for a slice of her pie.
Hannah shifts in her sleep, pressing her nose into my neck and tucking her hands against my chest.
With the soft cushions cradling my back, the cool breeze blowing in from the open window, and her warm body acting as the softest of blankets, the comfort level has reached maximum potential.
Studying is officially impossible.
Carefully, so as not to wake her, I shut my book and let it drop to the floor, where it can befriend her forgotten notes.
I let my muscles relax and my brain go unfocused, and I sink into the magic that is Our Spot.
