Fleetwood Mac reunite for The Dance. Stevie and Lindsey reconcile, they give their relationship one last try.

He wasn't sure whether to be flattered or insulted by her obvious hesitancy.

A hypothetical. Set in 2007.

She liked the feeling of blankets covering her, the heat and pressure of them, and how she felt like she could cocoon herself away from the shit that was going on outside her bed and her hotel room...

The first day after the news, she hears the door open as afternoon fades to evening, and she feels a rush of anticipation before realizing the one person she wants to walk through it won’t. Ever.

He was unfairly cute, his darling curls just begging to be messed up even further. Unfortunately, he had someone to do that for him already...

He’d been absorbed in his guitar before she’d come over and introduced herself...

She can remember the time when she thought that being with Lindsey again after all this time would be the most frightening, disconcerting, unstable, unsafe thing imaginable for her...

Lindsey had been looking forward to this moment for weeks now, hoping he wasn’t projecting his own desires on the situation, that her little comments here and there actually meant what he thought they meant...

The first line they crossed breached the gap between friendship and romance. Their first kiss was not memorable, not anything special. But she always remembered it...