Being Erin’s friend was much harder than it sounded, especially when Blair found herself snuggled up on Erin’s couch almost every night for the next week-and-a-half, watching a movie together after Nolan fell asleep. By the following Friday night, Blair’s fingers were itching to touch Erin in any way they could. The subtle flirtation between them that had become less subtle with every passing night certainly wasn’t making things any easier on her.

When Erin sat on the end of the couch that had become “her spot” for their movie nights, Blair sat down close beside her instead of in her normal spot at the other end. Erin didn’t say anything, but Blair could tell their closeness was having an effect on her based on how dilated her pupils were. When Erin pressed play on the movie they had agreed on, Blair placed her hand on Erin’s thigh. Erin stared straight ahead, but her breathing became heavier. Since Blair’s goal wasn’t actually to make her uncomfortable, she decided to move her hand. Except, as soon as her fingers disconnected from Erin’s skin, Erin brought her hand down on top of Blair’s to bring it right back to where it had just been.

Blair took this as silent permission, so when Erin moved her hand off of Blair’s, Blair traced circles around her thigh, getting higher and higher with each minute that passed. When she reached the bottom of Erin’s teasingly-short shorts, she snuck her fingers underneath them and watched Erin for her reaction. Erin continued to stare straight ahead, but licked her lips and gave the most subtle nod that Blair would’ve missed if she hadn’t been watching her so closely.

She moved her hand higher and had just reached Erin’s underwear when Erin jumped from the couch. “Do you, uh, want some popcorn?” she asked while clearing her throat an obscene number of times.

“Popcorn sounds great.” Blair couldn’t help but smile proudly as Erin nodded stiffly and walked away. Even though Erin had pulled away from her, it was clear that she still wanted Blair, and that was enough to keep Blair from giving up.

Blair stood from the couch and walked into the kitchen, where Erin had already put the bag of popcorn into the microwave. She was staring at the microwave as if it were the most interesting thing in the world, so Blair took that opportunity to sneak up behind her and gently pinch her ass. She knew for a fact that Erin wouldn’t care, which was why she felt comfortable doing it, and the way Erin yelped but also laughed as she turned around to look at Blair told her she was right.

Blair held both hands in the air, unable to stop the huge grin that came to her face as she stared at Erin’s gorgeous smile. “Oops. My hand slipped.”