Page 67 of Falling in Love with Two

“I like them. They’re just a little long for me to pay attention to. I tend to have the attention span of a gnat. I like to have something to do while I watch. If I don’t, I usually fall asleep.”

He takes a drink of his water. “Fair enough. What do you like to do while you watch?”

“Drawing mostly.”

When we finish eating, he takes our plates into the kitchen and rinses them before putting them into the dishwasher.

I could go to bed, but I don’t know that I’m quite ready to be alone with my thoughts, so I ask, “Do you want to watch one now?”

“Really?”

I nod.

“Okay, which one?” The excitement on his face is adorable.

“You pick.”

“Hmm.” He ponders, and I can tell he’s going to take this job very seriously. “What kind of stuff do you like watching?”

“Uhm…”

“I’ll name five good movies. You pick which one you want.”

“Alright.”

He holds up his hand to count them off with his fingers. “Stand by Me. Forrest Gump. Jaws. Twister. Austin Powers.”

Without hesitation, I say, “Haven’t seen any of them.”

The look of shock on his face is comparable to if I told him I killed his dog. With wide eyes, he names five more.

“Heard of them but never seen them.”

“Okay, we have a lot of work to do.”

We make our way to the living room while he says, “We’ll start with Stand by Me since it’s already in.”

“Whatever you say, Buddy.”

I sit on one end of the couch and prop a throw pillow up on the armrest to lie on my side. I tuck my legs as close to me as possible so that I don’t invade his space.

After grabbing the remote, he looks at me and asks, “Are you cold?”

“Maybe a little, but I’m alright.”

He completely ignores my words and hands me a blanket. It’s so soft that I waste no time curling up underneath it.

The movie starts, and Dylan sits on the other end of the couch. I pull my feet up closer so that I don’t accidentally touch him.

But it only takes a couple of minutes before he looks at me with a confused expression. “You can stretch out.”

“I didn’t want to just throw my feet on you.”

He gestures for me to get more comfortable. I move my feet, and he puts them in his lap.

As the opening credits roll, he asks, “So, are you feeling okay?”

“Yeah. I’m just tired. I haven’t slept much in the last couple of days.”

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