I’d never known this kind of contentment with anyone in the original timeline. This felt like a dream compared to the nightmare I’d lived through before. It was absurd, and I wanted to laugh.
“What’s so funny?” Alexander asked as the two of us stumbled toward the car.
“Nothing’s funny,” I replied, my voice sounding a little too loud to my own ears. “I’m just having a great time.”
“Oh yeah?” he said, sounding surprised. “Am I a great time?”
“I can’t think of how the night could’ve gone better,” I said. “Who knew racing was so exciting? And dinner was great, plus I’ve got a lot of very good alcohol in my system. I’d say that qualifies as a great time.”
“I can think of one way we could make it better,” Alexander said, smirking at me.
I rolled my eyes but didn’t shy awa
