This day was decidedly different than any of the others. Though, that wasn't saying much, since every day was different after all. But this one was...Charlie wasn't sure there was a word for it, to be honest. Hot might have been a fitting description but it went beyond just the weather. His body was hot, he wasn't sweating, but it felt like his core temperature had definitely risen.
It would explain why the man who was almost always sharply dressed now sat on the couch with most of the buttons on his shirt undone. Why he had suggest they stay in, anyway? Charlie should have done the right thing and offered to leave. Especially if Reese was feeling the same kind of side effects. Patience was something he had learned in prison but the virtue was currently escaping him.
Crews did his best to focus on the television when Dani walked into the room; a considerably difficult task given what she was/wasn't wearing. His mouth had dried though, a symptom he could keep to himself.
He glanced over at the carton of ice cream and let a smile creep across his lips. “Excellent choice.” Two spoons, one carton, and straying thoughts that needed to be kept at bay.