“What would you like to watch while we eat?”he asked, cutting off the rabbiting in his brain.
“Have you got any nature shows about lizards?”
Darcy blinked a few times.“Uh…”
Charma laughed and waved his hand.“I’m just teasing!Most of those shows get at least some of it wrong anyway.I’m pretty easy—what do you have?”
“A bunch of streaming services, so we can do movies or series, or whatever.”
“Something light and fun?”Charma suggested.
“I’ve been watching Bonding, but I’m only a couple episodes in and don’t mind restarting.”Oh fuck, that was about a dominatrix and her gay best friend, way to charge in with a show featuring kinky sex with the guy he’d known for less than half an hour.“Or there’s lots of funny movies.Shall I see what’s new on the various channels?”He started with Disney, because that felt safer than any of the others somehow.
“Like I said, I’m pretty easy.”Charma looked at him from beneath his lashes.
Darcy was pretty sure Charma was flirting with him.The only reason he wasn’t a hundred percent sure was because it was possible he was imagining the thing that he wanted.
He brought up the Disney home screen and flicked through the new section.“You like Star Wars or the Marvel Universe?There’s lots of mini-series in both those worlds.”And if Charma liked either of those, they’d have something in common.
“Yeah, I could do either of those.”
“Cool, cool.”He clicked on the Star Wars button and scrolled through the shows available.“Shout out when there’s something you want to see.”
“Obi-Wan Kenobi?Really?When is it set?”
“Between the third and fourth movies.”
“How about that one, then?”
“Good choice.”He’d already seen it—but then he’d already seen all of them, and he didn’t mind watching again.
He started the first episode and grabbed his bowl, sitting back on the couch.He took a forkful, and blew on it, then stuck it in his mouth.Oh good, warm but not too hot.
He watched out of the corner of his eyes as Charma did the same thing, and they both settled in to eat and watch.
And if he watched Charma more than the show—well, he’d already seen it before, hadn’t he?
The lasagna was delicious.It definitely beat the food Charma had been eating since he’d left the family compound, and he tried to eat it slowly to enjoy it, but it was hard not to just keep shoveling it in.Even the makeshift garlic bread was nice, and it was all gone far too quickly.He washed it down with a few big swigs of his Coke before putting his bowl and glass back on the coffee table and sitting back.He drew his feet up under him and watched the show.As interesting as it was—and it was a good show—he found himself stealing glances of Darcy.
He'd been in a bit of a panic when the assholes at the beach had been playing with him.He was pretty sure one of them had said something about tearing his tail off to see if it would grow back after they were done making him shift colors.So it had been a relief when Darcy had stepped in.
Not expecting to be put into Darcy’s pocket, he’d frozen completely when it had happened.Which was probably for the best, if he’d shifted then, it would have been problematic.There hadn’t been any chances for him to climb out of the pocket and shift.Besides, the farther they got from the beach, the farther he was from his clothes, and he was sure to be arrested if he tried to streak back toward the beach to retrieve them.
Now he was especially glad he’d just gone along with it.Darcy was a sweetheart and good-looking, too.Bigger than Charma himself, which he found sexy, Darcy had soft brown eyes and brown hair that was rather disheveled, like the breeze off the ocean had tousled it and Darcy hadn’t bothered taming it back.He had a nice bod, too.And he smelled good.Maybe it was a weird thing to notice, but he had been stuck in Darcy’s pocket for some time, right next to the guy’s prick, and there had been nothing to do really but breathe Darcy in.
He hoped Darcy didn’t kick him out too soon now that he was done eating.He didn’t much want to go back to his tiny “apartment” with its mini-fridge and hot plate for a kitchen.He’d teased Darcy about his little kitchenette, but really, it was palatial compared to what he was working with.
And, honestly, he didn’t want to go because he wanted to spend more time with Darcy.
The episode came to an end all of a sudden, and he realized that he’d spent the last however long thinking about Darcy and how they’d met.
“Do you want to watch another one?”Darcy asked.
“Yes, I do,” he replied right away without even thinking about it.
Darcy started the next episode, and while Charma wasn’t entirely lost, the truth was that he hadn’t been paying enough attention to the original episode they’d watched to be entirely sure what was going on in this one.Oh, he could figure it out well enough, but he was honestly enjoying stealing longer and longer glances at Darcy.The guy really was pretty.And sexy.Pretty sexy.He rolled his eyes at himself.He was definitely attracted because he was being a huge-assed dork inside his own head.
Just stop it, he told himself.Just because there had been a moment back before they’d started eating when it had seemed that maybe they were going to kiss didn’t mean that Darcy was actually into him.He could have totally misread the situation.That was kind of his specialty if you believed his mom.
