Lazy Sundays RP Moment
Her eyes were closed, but she felt his fingertip against her face. He was softly touching her freckles and she knew he was silently counting them. She smiled lightly and grabbed hold of his fingers. "Stop that," she murmured, coming out of her peaceful sleep.
"Why?"
"Cuz."
"Cuz why?"
"Mmm...cuz I'll go get dressed."
He pulled her close in his arms and tucked his face into her neck. "No you won't."
"No..I won't," she agreed. "But leave my freckles out of this."
"I like your freckles."
"Do you like sex?" She opened one eye and stared at him. He laughed.
"Is that a warning?"
"Yes."
"Fine. I hate your freckles."
"Good." She closed her eyes with a sigh and relaxed against him.
He lay with her quietly for awhile before speaking up again. "I think Ross hates me now."
"Ross has always hated you."
"Has not!"
"Don't take it personally. You know he's weird."
"I know that you two have some sort of friendship...I don't think he likes that we're dating."
"No..he doesn't like that I didn't tell him we were dating," she said. "I don't think he liked that little surprise."
"You two talk about those things?"
"Occasionally. I don't know."
"Do I have to worry about him asking my intentions with you?"
"What are your intentions?" She asked with a grin as she opened her eyes to look at him. He grinned back and launched himself on to his side to lean over and kiss her. She laughed as he moved closer. "I see."