[Alex just says the words softly, and she gives him a quick frown but doesn't protest the pearls and flowers that definitely feel too hippie for her too. She's definitely not this--this is way more Nic's department than her own. But it also feels right in some ways and that's frustrating as hell. She's too damned told to have her tastes being changed by whatever the hell this is.
And Alex Reagan had never been a hippie. Not even as a kid.
But the smile that she gives him is her normal Alex smile, one shared over coffees and tapes back home, the soft kind that means that she's really touched by something.]
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[Alex just says the words softly, and she gives him a quick frown but doesn't protest the pearls and flowers that definitely feel too hippie for her too. She's definitely not this--this is way more Nic's department than her own. But it also feels right in some ways and that's frustrating as hell. She's too damned told to have her tastes being changed by whatever the hell this is.
And Alex Reagan had never been a hippie. Not even as a kid.
But the smile that she gives him is her normal Alex smile, one shared over coffees and tapes back home, the soft kind that means that she's really touched by something.]
You remembered I like dogs.