He walked out the bedroom. Gun pointed all directions. All clear.
"We're good.. for now, lets hope they didn't tear up the car.."
He walks down the stairs, Aly was directly behind him. He tripped on something, his foot hit her leg. Causing her to fall.. On top of him.
"Jesus chri- O-oh.."
He was also blushing, he didn't move.. And, she was on his... Uh "sweet spot."
He moved ever so slightly, he now realized his- ahem "thing" was touching her- erm.. "spot"
"U-uh"
"W-we cant j-just stay here...unless you wanna get it over with-"
