Frank pulled Nancy so she was completely under him and invisible,
unless you were practically sitting on the couch.

Frank hissed, "Shhh" in Nancy's ear and rolled, so he was covering her entire body with his.

Gertrude came stomping toward the couch. Frank motioned for quiet and
slowly rose from the couch.

" Aunt Gertrude?" Frank mumbled sounding very sleepy to Nancy. " Is
something wrong?" His voice sounded hoarse, like he just woke up.

Nancy laughed silently shaking under Frank. The whole situation was surreal, almost ridiculous. Nancy couldn't help it. Given the whole surreal day this was the last straw. Nancy lost it, and Frank could feel her shaking silently with laughter and squeezed her signaling for her to keep quiet, while
focusing on his Aunt.

"Frank? What are you doing sleeping here on the sofa?" Gertrude asked.

"Joe's snoring." Frank said still sounding sleepy, which just
made Nancy laugh even harder. His acting was superb she had to admit. She shouldn't find this funny, but it was so ridiculous she just couldn't stop laughing.

Frank squeezed her even harder as she tried to control herself.

Gertrude grabbed Frank's shoulder consoling Frank. "Get
some sleep." Gertrude commanded and turned walked away.

Frank relaxed and laid down on the couch again letting out his breath release.

"Frank." Gertrude called softy after a minute..

Nancy heard a soft snoring coming from above her as Frank laid on top of her..

"Poor boy." Gertrude laughed softly walking away from the living room..

Frank stayed stock still on top of Nancy. Frank had no idea how she managed to stay so silent. . He didn't think he could remain silent much longer. He gave her credit, even though he could feel her laughing, she didn't utter a sound.

Frank waited until he heard Gertrude's door close, and then he rolled
on his side giving Nancy some room.

Nancy took a deep breath of relief..Frank laughed against her.

"Are you trying to get me in trouble?" Nancy whispered in his ear .

Frank chuckled softly teasing her kissing her ear and
neck, while whispering his answer.

"Exactly what kind of trouble are you looking for?" He teased.

She giggled kissing him back. "Are you sure I have the right Hardy?"
She teased him.

Instead of replying Frank kissed her hard.

"Mmmm" Nancy moaned "definitely the right Hardy."

Frank's body lay against the length of hers. He quickly found himself
unable to think of anything but how she felt in his arms. The two of
them were lost in each other.

The clock chiming two on the wall broke through the haze wrapped around Frank and Nancy. Frank sighed in frustration, and withdrew slightly. He took a deep breath and put some space between himself and Nancy. He couldn't think when she was so close. As much as he wanted to
continue, he knew this was neither the time or place.

"Sorry I can't think when you're in my arms." he explained taking a
deep breath looking at her sheepishly.

Nancy smiled, she could see him trying to collect himself in the dim
firelight. Nancy shifted and motioned to the fire.

I think it's going out." Nancy mentioned.

Frank rose and stirred the embers and placed a small log on the fire.
He turned back and drew his hand through his hair.

Frank rose and stirred the embers and placed a small log on the fire.
He turned back and drew his hand through his hair.

The gesture was so familiar to her, she knew him
so well. She could tell he was slightly overwhelmed. She smiled to herself. He wasn't alone.

Looking at him in the dim light, she wondered what had taken her so long to see what was right in front of her. She realized they had just passed a point of no return in their relationship. In the past that would have terrified her. Maybe it was the season, Maybe it was the mistletoe,
whatever it was she thrilled at it.