ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs

"Bringing up Baby?" he suggests brightly. What!! He knows Hepburn. Well, some of it. That was his mom's favorite, and a bit of color lingers on his cheeks at the realization. But hey, leopards are cool. More smoothly than he feels capable of at the moment, his hand comes up, resting along the back of the couch and thus her shoulders. It's very much that first date guy, his fingers brushing the top of her arm as though it's all very casual and unintentional. Just stretching etc etc. But the truth is it feels right. It feels like exactly what he wants to do.