"Don't say that, now I'm going to want to try." She smiled, feeling content and cosy with him. That was the thing that always felt novel - the fact she didn't always have to be the flirty sexpot. She could just hang out in footie pajamas and know that he still cared about her.
Laughing at what he said, she tugged on his hand so he could help her with the popcorn. "Well, you'll set the pace of the scandalization. I'm not rushing it. That way, when your mom decides she wants to kill me, I have something I can use in my defense."