Reed POV
As I made my way around the couch, she pulled her feet off of the ottoman, leaned forward and placed the popcorn bowl down on the ottoman. She then leaned back and was now sitting with her legs crossed at the knees swinging her foot. Her arms are folded across her chest, pushing her wonderfully rounded t*ts up. That bounce is going to be the end of me. I slowly sat down, trying not to touch her. Even though Rory is in my head screaming at me to. Looking over to where Lucas is on her other side, I’m glad to see that I’m not alone in my struggle. His eyes are flicking back and forth between his and Laydon's “And start.” Heather says as I hear the start, up noise, music, whatever you want to call it to whichever streaming service she is using. I didn’t even see what movie she picked
