"Yeah... tennis player, too, apparently," he says, and as she curls up against him he is unmistakably stiff, now, completely unable to hide his own discomfort with the situation.
"Are... you still cold?" he asks, tugging at the blanket and trying to pull it around her shoulders again.
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"Are... you still cold?" he asks, tugging at the blanket and trying to pull it around her shoulders again.