A Comedy.

"Something funny, huh?" You ask. "How about Russian Vacation?"

"I haven't seen that one in a while." Melody responds. "I could go for that."

"Awesome." You grab the case and bring it over to the DVD player. After popping the disc in, you retrun to the couch. You see that she is no longer wrapped up in the blanket and that it is instead laid out with her curled up underneath it. Only her head was poking out from under the blue material. She catches your look and pouts.

"It's warmer this way." She says matter-of-factly. You laugh and nod.

"Okay, Melody." You say and sit next to her. You decide not to get too close for fear of making her uncomfortable. She is in just her underwear and if her previous reaction to changing in front of you is any indication, she's feeling especially modest anf private tonight.

The movie starts playing and the two of you start to laugh at the antics of the on-screen characters. You glance over at Melody several times in the first few minutes of the movie and are pleased to notice that she's smiling and giggling. That's good; you get worried when she starts to act depressed because it's just not her.

You don't realize it, but as the movie went on, Melody has been moving closer and closer to you. By the time the first quarter of the film is over, she is almost right next to you and it finally catches your attention. You are surprised, of course, but don't want to say anything in case she moves away. Her eyes catch yours and she bites her lower lip.

"I know this may sound a little wierd, Jack, but could we...cuddle?"

"Cuddle?" You ask, raising an eyebrow. As far you knew, Melody was never a cuddler, not even romantically. You two never shared a friendly cuddle and her boyfriends that you've known have all said she doesn't even like to cuddle after sex.

Melody's face goes crimson and she turns away from you hastily. "Forget it...it was a stupid question...sorry." She starts to scoot away in embarrassment, but you manage to catch her arm as she tries to move away.

"No, hold on." You say quickly. "It's okay, really. I was just caught off-guard by the question. I've never known you to be a cuddler."

"I know, I know." Melody said. "I just could use some close companionship. And I really feel like being held right now. When Jeremy dumped me back in high school, my mom held me and I felt so much better. I was kinda hoping that..."

"I understand." You interject, trying to spare her the humiliating speech. "I'd be happy to help." She nods and moves back up to you. You lift your arm and let her snuggle in close to you, her body still under the blanket. She rests her head against your chest and you put your arm around the back of her neck and rest the hand on her shoulder. You can feel a bra strap through the blanket material. A smile spreads across Melody's face as she sighs contently.

"Thanks." She says simply. "This is nice."

"Yeah." You agree and the two of you continue to watch the movie. You're enjoying the moment when you realize how much colder it's gotten in the room since earlier. Even with a cute girl cuddling close to you, the seemingly sudden drop in temperature hits your bare arms and legs with a vengance.