"I'd better not," she said, another giggle escaping as proof of the validity of that statement. She ran her finger along the spines of the DVD cases and decided to stay safe with a comedy, which she slid from the shelf.
"I will meet you at the couch." She eased down into her seat and leaned back against the cushions with a smile. She had been cooked a good dinner, was buzzed and not embarrassed, and even though her powers were acting up, he hadn't noticed anything different. Things were going... shockingly well that evening. That was a welcome change from her previous romantic history.