Fic for afastwoman
There was a knock at the door, and Matt grinned. That was Daphne. He could hear her impatience with waiting even the few moments it was going to take him to get to the door. His speedster was adorable. He slid the rose between his teeth and opened the door, leaning against the doorjamb in his sexiest pose, wearing jeans and nothing else. “Wow,” she murmured, eyes locking on the broad expanse of his chest, not a thought, he was pleased to discover, about his thicker-than-absolutely-necessary waistline.
He wiggled his eyebrows, then took the rose out of his mouth and handed it to her. “Hey, baby. I rented a cheesy horror movie, so I can feel you up while pretending to comfort you.”
Daphne laughed. “Thanks, big guy. Sure you won’t need me to comfort you?”
“If it involves feeling me up, go right ahead.” He slid an arm around her waist, pulling her close. “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, have I told you that?”
“A few times,” she said, kissing him playfully.
He wiggled his eyebrows, then took the rose out of his mouth and handed it to her. “Hey, baby. I rented a cheesy horror movie, so I can feel you up while pretending to comfort you.”
Daphne laughed. “Thanks, big guy. Sure you won’t need me to comfort you?”
“If it involves feeling me up, go right ahead.” He slid an arm around her waist, pulling her close. “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, have I told you that?”
“A few times,” she said, kissing him playfully.