Romantic Comedy

Emma almost felt bad making Ian sit through a romantic comedy that she had been wanting to see. Almost. Ian put the movie on and sat beside Emma on the couch. Emma scooted closer to him, somewhat out of pity, and said, "You're a good sport."

"No, it's perfectly fine. I was actually hoping to spend my day off watching some romantic comedies, but I was afraid Craig might come home and catch me. This way, you're here, and I'm covered." Ian said.

Emma kissed Ian on the cheek and said, "Sarcasm or not, I appreciate it."

Ian turned to her, seemed to wait to see if another kiss was coming, then said, "House rule, hot blondes in the apartment get to call the shots. You want to watch romantic comedies, we watch romantic comedies."

Emma gave him a small peck on the lips and said, "Then I say you stop trying to steal anymore kisses and watch this with me."

Ian grumbled, "Hot blonde calls the shot, man loses yet again."

The couple settled in close to one another and enjoyed the movie. It was sappy, and gushed with flowery romance at every turn. Emma loved it. Ian suffered in silence.

As the credits rolled, Emma now fully against Ian and curled up on the couch in his arms, the two looked at each other. There was a moment of hesitation from both parties, then they kissed. A real one this time, with parted lips and touching tongues.

Emma wasn't sure who had actually initiated the cuddling and then the kiss, but as Ian sucked gently at her bottom lip, she didn't care. Ian was a very good kisser. He was taking his time and had a pretty solid technique.

Emma pulled away from the kiss, a surge of hormones temporarily short-circuiting her reasoning. The movie had her in the mood, the kissing with Ian certainly helping.

But she wasn't sure how far to go. She wanted more, as she was sure Ian did, but what would the young man think of her if she gave it away too easily. Ian picked up on her hesitation, but seemed to be patiently waiting for whatever Emma was about to say or do.