Amy gave Ethan a bright smile that edged nearly into a smirk for a moment after he winked at her. He was much better at plotting than her. Well, both of them were for that matter, but she could hold her own when she had to.
She returned Ethan's kiss lightly, so glad he understood that Thomas probably needed time alone with her right now. She clambered over the top of the couch and slid down half into his lap, legs sprawling across him and torso fitting against his snugly.