Oh.Did he?

"He glanced at the photo of him and her again, missing the way they used to kick around together doing stupid things, like drinking too many vodka tonics before a movie and then running out during the previews because they couldn't stop laughing . Her new-cucumber-skin-cream smell. The way she was so sexy when she was throwing a fit. He wanted her to sit on his lap. He wanted her hands in his pockets. He wanted her to call him at seven o'clock in the morning on a Sunday because she was hyper and couldn't wait for him to wake up."