"Hey cool, 'Attack of the Mutant Rats' is playing!" Marc exclaimed. "You cool with that? Or is it too scccary for you?" He asked in a mocking voice.
"Of course not!" Lorraine lied. She didn't want Marc looking down on her, or give him something else to tease her about. In truth, she hated horror movies, and was scared to **** of rats; but she figured she could just closer her eyes at the scary parts. How bad could it be?
The beginning of the movie wasn't bad, but when the Mutant Rats began to gnaw their way through the laboratory walls, Loraine gave a shiver and closed her eyes, leaning back against her seat. "Are you okay?" Marc asked.
"Yeah, just tired," Loraine mumbled.
Marc was quiet for a moment, then asked "Can you pass the popcorn?"
She opened her eyes just as a giant rat jumped off a car as if it were a trampoline. It looked as if it would leap off the screen right at her.
"Eeek!" Loraine screamed, throwing the bag of popcorn in the air. She turned and clutched Marc's shirt tightly, burying her face into his chest, her small breasts pressing into his arm. Instinctively, Marc wrapped an arm around her bare shoulder, holding her close.
"Throwing yourself at me again? Wow, I must be more irresistible than I thought!"
"Umm.. s-sorry," Loraine quickly pulled away, blushing. Then she couldn't help giggling as she looked at Marc. "You have popcorn in your hair," she whispered, reaching to pick the kernels from his head.
"Probably not as much as you," Marc replied, trying to stifle his laughter. Loraine felt her heart racing as his hand brushed through her hair, knocking kernels of popcorn to the ground, their faces mere inches apart.
