Chapter 20. He loves you very much

Later that evening, River and I watched a soccer game on television. Both our bodies were wrapped in a thin white blanket. He leaned against the back of the sofa, while I leaned against his chest, feeling his left hand curl across my back.

I shifted my body to get closer to River when I saw Evan coming down from upstairs. River's left hand went up to my head, rubbing it gently and-seemingly-affectionately. From the tail of my eyes I could see Evan walking past the television room, but I deliberately didn't look at him at all and pretended to focus on watching the television.

"Is it normal for people to watch soccer while cuddled up in a blanket like this?" River murmured after a moment, confident that Evan was no longer within earshot.

"I don't know," I replied in a whisper as well, staring blankly at the big screen in front of us that showed two presenters - dressed in navy suits with red and white striped ties - talking about something I didn't understand, referring to soccer terms.