We sat in front of the fire. Xander had the news on while I tried to lose myself in a new book. We sat on the small couch with my legs across his as his hand rubbed absently on my feet.
I didn’t try to hide the small smile that pulled at my lips. His attention to my feet were why I couldn’t get past page five in the book that had the promise of being really good.
The entire scene was so...normal. We were a normal couple who enjoyed spending time together.
The week since I had lost my job had been a true vacation at home with Xander. He had taken off work as well to be with me. We went on small hikes in the woods right after fresh snow, explored historical sites, and just enjoyed each other. Movies. Strolls through the mall. Love anywhere in the house we found ourselves.