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As always, the conversation between theested they put on a reement

At least until she started dissin’ his DVD collection

"How many copies of Die Hard does one person need?" she deape at him

"What am I supposed to do?" he said defensively "Not buy a new copy when a special edition is released?"

She ignored him "And what is your obsession with Tom Hanks? You have every movie he’s ever made Even the shitty ones, like Road to Perdition"

"He’s a good actor!" Jackson protested

"Oh my God You own every season of Battlestar Galactica Nerd!"

He scowled at her "Would you just pick somethin’ already?"

Eventually she chose one of the Hanks fil, which Jackson had seen a hundred tiet tired of

Mia returned to the couch and sat beside hiood foot of space between thear, get over here" He slung his arm around her shoulder and pulled her toward hiled at his side

Her body was stiff at first, but as the opening credits flashed on the flat screen, she started to relax The warrin to his face It felt real nice holding her like this, and when she shifted closer and leaned her head on his shoulder, he experienced a rush of serenity that spread through hihed a lot during the movie but didn’t say much save for the occasional observation about the plot Jackson didn’t hter, the sweet scent of her shaes

Sadly, his state of relaxation didn’t last Nope, because Mia had suddenly placed her hand on his thigh

As if on cue, Jackson’s groin began to stir There was nothing sexual about her touch, yet it set his body on fire and prettyattention to the TV screen All night he’d been trying valiantly not to think about the kiss they’d shared on their last date or the accidental orgasiven her, but now the eroticit hard to breathe