‘Twinning,’ Ethan said with a grin, flicking a thumb between him and Toby.
Sera allowed her eyes to linger over the two men longer than she should.
‘What are you gawping at?’ Toby asked her.
‘You need a haircut,’ she quickly said.
He shook his head, his damp curls bouncing around his face. ‘I was letting it grow. You always told me you liked it longer.’ His eyebrows twitched as he smirked.
Sera saw Ethan’s eyes dart between the two friends.
When the doorbell rang, she had to stop herself from yelling, ‘Thank God.’
‘That’ll be the pizza,’ Ethan said. ‘I’ll get it.’ He leaned in and lightly kissed Sera as he passed.
Toby peered after Ethan, then brought his gaze back to Sera and in a quiet voice said, ‘About last night…’
‘It’s fine. We sorted it.’
‘I just wanted to make sure you weren’t still mad at me.’
She frowned. ‘Okay, sure.’
‘What does that mean?’
She glanced towards the door. ‘Nothing. Just… we don’t need to talk about it. We were both upset.’
‘Exactly. Shit happens.’
‘Not usually that shit,’ she muttered.
He grunted. ‘True. I don’t even know why I did it. Just as long as you know it didn’t mean anything.’
She scrunched her fists at her sides. ‘I know it didn’t. Why would it? Let’s not let it affect us.’
They’d both moved across the kitchen floor without even noticing, and were now standing so close to each other, they could whisper.
‘Us? I assumed there wouldn’t be an us now you’ve got a boyfriend,’ Toby said.
‘God, Herriot, how many times do I need to tell you there will always be an us? Always.’
‘Your boyfriend may feel differently.’
‘I don’t even know if he is my boyfriend.’
‘You’ve kissed him.’
‘I’ve kissed you.’
A beat passed, then another. Their eyes locked and their chests almost touched with every increasingly heavy breath.
When Ethan cleared his throat from behind them, they shot apart, looking anywhere but at each other.
Sera’s face flamed.
‘Where are we eating?’ Ethan asked, his arms filled with pizza boxes.
‘We’ll eat in the lounge room,’ Sera said, corralling Ethan out the door.