Tony and Charity sat on his couch, eating popcorn and watching a movie. Tony held the popcorn bowl in his lap and had his arm around Charity. It felt easy and natural to Tony to have Charity close. She fit perfectly in his arms.
Charity rested her head on Tony's shoulder. It felt just as easy and natural to her as it did to Tony. After the movie ended, Tony pulled out a deck of cards. "A game of poker?" He asked.
"Strip poker?" Charity asked, a grin on her face.
"Don't offer unless you're serious." Tony replied.
Charity grinned. "Okay, regular poker it is then."
"You dangle the cookie in front of me and then take it away." Tony replied with a sigh. Then he shuffled and dealt the cards.
As they played, they talked and laughed. Charity also kicked Tony's butt. "You know, it's a good thing we aren't playing strip poker." Tony said.
"Because you'd be naked by now and I wouldn't have needed to even remove a sock?" Charity asked, a smirk on her face.
"Something like that." Tony replied.
They played a few more hands and then decided that it was bed time. "I'll sleep on the couch." Tony said. "You take the bed."
"Oh no. You're the injured one, you need to sleep in bed." Charity replied.
"You are stubborn." Tony replied.
"Or we could both sleep in the bed." Charity replied.
"I like your thinking." Tony replied with a grin.
Charity narrowed her gaze playfully. "But just sleeping."
"Okay, but that's only if you can keep your hands off of me."
Charity giggled. "I will try to control myself."
They got up and headed for the bedroom. Tony took his pants off and then his shirt, leaving on only his underwear. Charity slipped off her tshirt to reveal a white tank top underneath. Then she slid off her jeans. She'd had on a pair of white boy short cut underwear.
"I could get used to this." Tony said with a grin.
Charity looked at Tony with a smile. Then she noticed that the dressing on his wound needed changed. She headed for the bathroom and grabbed the supplies she needed. Then she reentered the bedroom. "Lay back." She ordered.
"Ooh, I like getting bossed around." He replied with a grin.
Charity shook her head. Then she walked over and sat down beside Tony. She removed the old dressing and cleaned him up. Then she placed the new dressing on his wound. As she went to get up and throw the old bandages away, Tony gently grabbed her by her upper arms.
Charity looked in Tony's eyes. She saw several emotions there, desire, passion, and something else she wasn't quite sure about. It was easy to see that he wanted her, and she wanted him, too. Charity bit her bottom lip nervously.
Tony grinned at her. He then reached up a hand and placed a finger to her bottom lip. "I love it when you do that." He told her, causing her cheeks to redden. "And I like that shade of red on your cheeks."
Charity narrowed her gaze playfully. She had no idea what to say. For crying out loud, Charity. She scolded herself internally. No man has ever made you speechless before...or blush so much. What is wrong with you. Where is your witty come back? Just as one came to mind, Charity had no time to say it.
Tony was pulling Charity towards him. His lips soon claimed hers, causing a heat to rise within her, eminating from her very core. He branded her with his lips, kissing her as no man had before and as no other man ever would or even could.