"That... sounds like a very me and Savannah thing," Sean admitted after a moment's thought. "And okay, maybe not rejection, but... there's a difference between the other night and actually having anything."
It'd been a ridiculously relaxed evening, the two of them settled in on the couch and working for a bit before they'd actually eaten, and if Sean had wound up sprawled out a little and draping his legs over Alex's lap, well, he'd kind of done it without even thinking.
And Alex hadn't protested it, had just smiled at him before using his legs as a desk. The whole thing had been weirdly domestic and Sean had really liked it.