A couple of hours passed by as they sat on the bed, switching back and forth between watching garbage TV shows and making each other laugh. It was nice just to be free from the monotony of sitting at home, wondering what was going to happen next.
There was something in the air between them. An expecting caution, knowing what had happened just outside this room the last time they were here. They hadn't talked about it; it was just an unspoken moment in time. Little did they know it was what they were each thinking about during their moments of silence. Wondering what would be the best plan of execution to make it happen a second time. And a third. And a fourth.
Spencer looked over at the flimsy, folding door that separated "the bedroom" from "the bathroom". She closed her eyes as she imagined Toby throwing his shirt to her and stepping into the bathroom to change his own clothes. She thought about how amusing it was that the door happened to be stuck open wide enough for her to see him remove his shirt. She laughed, not quite realizing that it was out loud.
"What's so funny?", Toby asked as she opened her eyes. He was smiling at her, the dimple on his chin indenting.
"I was just thinking about the last time we were here," she pointed to the door, "you went in there to change and the door just happened to get stuck open enough for me to see you."
"You watched me change?", he gasped, feigning appall. Spencer fell over laughing before she could answer.
"Don't act like you didn't want me to! I'm not complaining about you seducing me!" He playfully smacked his forehead with the palm of his hand. "I can't even begin to know how to seduce someone, Spencer, you've got me all wrong."
"Toby Cavanaugh, do not underestimate yourself," she replied.
He shook his head at her and hoisted himself off of the bed. He went into the bathroom and ran the water to brush his teeth. She decided that barring the want to see each other and talk about what had transpired over the past few days, they were both here because they wanted to repeat what had happened outside by her car.
"Toby…," she said as she heard the water turn off.
He stepped out of the bathroom and watched her scooting towards the edge of the bed and standing up in front of him. "Yes?"
She walked towards him and stuck her finger through the opening in between two buttons on his shirt, pulling him closer. "I think maybe I'll be the one to seduce you this time." On one hand, he was surprised at her abrupt forwardness and on the other hand, he wasn't. This much he did know - he liked it.