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'She's too distracting,' Sheldon thought to himself. Amy was sitting innocently on the other end of the room, as if she wasn't troubled by the fact that they hadn't done anything remotely intimate in an entire week.
Not that Sheldon was counting...
He could just barely hear her soft breathing. He had such a strong desire to reach out and grab her hand, but it just didn't feel like enough. Lately, nothing did.
Maybe that was the purpose of the condoms she had bought. He wasn't going to go back on his word, but at the same time, he didn't feel as if they were ready enough for this, built up strong enough to take such a leap.
Perhaps he should just talk to her about it..
How does one interrupt the one they love, though, when they look so peaceful and content in their own little world? It wasn't surprising for her to be in such a state, but it made him smile anyway.
And then Amy turned around suddenly. Sheldon was startled, but couldn't tear his eyes away from her. She looked excited, giddy even, and it seemed to radiate off her.
"What are you smiling about, Dr. Cooper?" She asked in a low voice, and Sheldon found himself gulping. It seemed silly, just to be smiling at her for no reason. Instead of answering her, he blushed.
Amy stood and walked over to him. "It's okay, Sheldon." she said softly. "You make me smile too."
How Amy understood his unspoken feelings so well, he didn't know. She always made him so comfortable when she did that, that he couldn't help but reach over and grab her hand like he had been wanting to the whole afternoon.
He watched her grin broaden. When Amy was happy, Sheldon was happy, and suddenly he found his lips inches from hers but no closer. She was teasing his fingers with hers and scooting ever so closer...
He felt his cheeks grow warm. Her breath smelled sweet, more so than any chocolate desert he could imagine. It was a struggle just to keep her gaze with her lips something wonderful to his eyes.
It was only a matter of time before their lips finally met and in an instant he melted at her touch. It wasn't much different than before, except now, he could sense he wasn't the only one conscious of the fact that a certain plastic bag lied untouched in his bedroom, not too far from where they currently sat.
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"Wow," Amy breathed with a slight pant, lying beside Sheldon. His head rolled in her direction and he silently nodded, apparently just as breathless.
He sprang up off the floor after that in a matter of seconds.
"I can't believe you had the audacity to start tickling me until we fell to the floor."
Amy grinned, and Sheldon knew he didn't sound too upset. He wasn't, he was filled with genuine happiness. And anticipation.
"You could have stopped me," she argued, sitting up and fixing her hair. Sheldon towered over her momentarily before hesitantly sitting on his knees in front of her, resting on her lap of all places.
"I should have sat on you like this to get you to stop." he said quietly, a small laugh escaping his lips. Amy beamed at him.
"Is this okay?"
She nodded silently.
Sheldon smiled and poked her gently. From behind him he heard the apartment door click open, his initial reaction, "It's not what it looks like!"