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When was the last time that had happened?

Not just the laughter, but the ease, the banter, the feeling that it was okay to be himself? Xander couldn’t remember. The only certainty was that he had missed it. He liked it.

And even though he knew it was a bad idea, he wanted to know what else might go so well between Heather and him.

And from the way she suddenly wouldn’t meet his gaze as she walked him to the door, he had a feeling that she might be doing some wanting and wondering of her own.

“Thanks again,” she said, her tone oddly formal after their earlier laughter. “You’ve been a lifesaver with this.”

“My pleasure. And thanks for dinner. Cajun-blackened stir-fry has never tasted so good.”

Her laugh this time was a little higher, a little more strained. Like she was...nervous. Maybe a little shy.

Maybe a little uncertain as to what should happen when they reached the door.