"When Harry Met Sally…" Steve read the title as he sat on the end of the couch.
She pushed the DVD into the player grinning excitedly, "Yup, try not to blush too much."
Lucy flicked off the lights and picked up one the cushions, placing it in his lap and laying her head down. She stretched out her body on the rest of the sofa. Steve's hands immediately went to pet her hair. It'd come a common occurrence now for him to unconsciously reach out for her wherever they were. In public, it was usually just their fingers threaded together. But when they were home, it was a light hand at the small of her back, their knees touching under the table, or him playing with her hair. Lucy couldn't blame him, she found herself doing all the same things. As well as adjusting her position if he moved, mirroring his body aim, and keeping herself constantly on the alert for new things to show him.
"Why would I do that?" Steve asked looking down at her, pretending to be affronted at her accusation and confused with her insinuation.
Lucy closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of his fingers massaging her scalp, "You'll understand when the scene comes up."
"Oh…Oh god…Ooo Oh God…Oh…Oh…Oh…God"
From her position with her head in his lap the TV screen lit up his face magnificently. She could see the moment he realized what was going on in the movie, his cheeks drained of all blood. His hands stilled in her hair, frozen in shock.
"OH…right there Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. Oh god… oh…huh…"
But then a moment later his face flamed up again. Even his neck and ears were flushed as he kept his eyes on the screen, refusing to look down at her smug look.
When the movie ended he finally glanced down at her. Lucy was having a hard time staying awake, her blinks were becoming slower and slower.
"You picked that movie on purpose." He alleged, still a little shaken from the scene.
"Hmm." She responded drowsily, "Someone would've referenced it sooner or later. And when you meet Eddie, I'm going to assume its sooner."
