Scott let Allison lead him to the couch and sat when it was suggested. It was almost like old times. Above all else, Allison was a friend, someone he could talk to. It was one reason why he asked if he could hide out with her for a while.
He sat with his forearms resting on his thighs, silent for a few moments while he looked at the floor between his feet. Then, without warning, he turned his head to look at Allison.
"Could you imagine the look on Stiles' dad's face if he found out that his son and I have been ah...intimate?" Sheriff Stilinski would need a heart pill.