19 Chapter 19: Daniel, Part 2

The first thing that pops up on the screen is a woman on a bed and a man is with her. With his head between her legs for a very long time. And now there's nipples, lots and lots of nipples. And his head is still between her legs.

"Still trying to convince yourself it's not high-budget porn?" I joke, trying to break the sexual tension that has sprung up again.

"Oh my god, this is so awkward," she replies, eyes still on the screen. Her ears turn bright red, which is apparently her version of a blush. She looks so uncomfortable.

I sip my beer and munch popcorn, ignoring the woody in my pants from imagining that it's Quincy and me on the screen. When all else fails, insert humor. "Man, he's really going at it, isn't he?"

"Would you shut up?" She laughs and smacks my arm. "This is weird enough without you making jokes."

"Sorry. I'll just sit here quietly while we watch the non-porn." She rolls her eyes but smiles anyway.