“So,” she repeats, smiling at him for a long moment before suddenly jumping to her feet and rushing into her bedroom. She comes back out a moment later with her phone and looks at the empty spot on the sofa for a moment before sitting sideways on Ben’s lap instead, with her backside on one thigh and the arches of her feet on the other, bare legs bent up against her chest.

“It’s probably a little early for cheeseburgers,” she murmurs, opening up the delivery app as she rests her head against Ben’s shoulder. “Mm, maybe breakfast burritos.”