"Yes, but you always like my surprises because you know that they are truly worth waiting for," East pointed out, flashing that infuriatingly charming grin of his. Of course he was right, though; the boy seemed to have a gift for picking out presents and, even more than that, he loved doing it! What a perfect mix to have in a boyfriend.
He stroked a thumb lightly over the back of Sam's hand as she turned his direction, the credits rolling across his tv screen. Prince was still sound asleep in her lap, the little ball of fluff making himself quite comfortable. His offer to have her over for some time that night had been quite spontaneous and, as such, he was without his usual master plan. Easton was forced to wing it, something he rarely felt comfortable doing.
Best route was just to admit it, right? He sure hoped so. "Actually," he reached up, doing a bit of that nervous scratching at the back of his head thing, "I didn't have much else planned. I'm content to just sit here awhile, but I'll let you make the call."