"Hey, hey, it's okay..." Lexie cuddled close, brushing her lips lightly against his neck. "Don't be sorry. I understand, at least partially. He's your best friend. Of course you're worried about him." It was so sweet, how much he cared about Rory. They really were like brothers.
Lexie smiled sweetly. "How about we just call it a draw, hmm? We're both lucky to have each other." She kissed him lightly, once, twice, three times for good measure, then murmured, "Maybe we should work on that debt of ours before dinner..."