Oliver realized that the back of the couch was in the way as well, but at that moment her fingers felt really good as they slid through his hair and he really wasn't thinking about how to solve the issue.
"Sometimes I'd rather skip right to desert," he mumbled into her skin, then decided that the couch was going to be the death of him. He hoisted himself over the couch and landed next to Meghan, took a deep breath, then leaned in and kissed her lips gently.