Nathan didn't even realize he was distracting her with the hand holding and light touch of his thumb. Mostly, he'd just wanted to touch her and he remembered that she'd said she liked being touched awhile back.

"You make it sound like I'm a chronic window shopper or something," Nathan said, raising an eyebrow. "I take a quick look and then I'm off to get a fucking latte or something because I've lost interest. I'm not one of the fucking fossils on that shit movie about grandmothers having sex with stupid men."

Was it a surprise that he'd seen that one? Probably.

"I am not a fossil, I am not a window shopper and it is not a hardship to look at you no matter what I've already seen. So there."