"I'd totally let ya, but I don't have any nail polish kickin' around the apartment." He laughs and runs his fingers through her thick hair, scratching his nails lightly along her scalp. "But we can cuddle and do each other's hair. It'll be great."

They lay there in comfortable silence for awhile, but soon Davin gets too chilly and nudges Mira to sit up. He hops off of the loading dock and holds his hand out to help Mira down. "Let's blow this popsicle stand."