Lee didn't react negatively, definitely a good thing for both him and Robert. However, they insisted on arguing some more about who was going to be paying for what at the movies. Obviously Robert hadn't understood that they were doing just fine financially. Then again, it was starting to seem like Robert and Lee needed to bicker. Tarin had been like that with his brothers once. Not now, but once.

Tarin watched as the subject changed fluidly from the topic of the movie to the topic of the shop's finances. Tarin frowned slightly, he wasn't a huge fan of airing his financial situation to anyway, but in this case he supposed he could make an exception. His face smoothed and Tarin leaned back against the couch, watching as Lee spoke about how good she was at running the books at the shop.

"Besides, it was the only way I could convince her to stop trying to pay for things all the time...and stop working that restaurant job. Besides...she's right. I'm an organizational nightmare...and a horrible decorator."

Tarin leaned back again, looking at the TV and mourning the movie night that had suddenly turned into a sibling reunion.

He had gotten her to organize and work at the shop as a way to stop paying for stuff? Rolling her eyes at Tarin's words, Lee sighed. "Because it's such a horrible thing for a woman to pay for things..."

Feeling the couch move beside her, Lee looked over at Tarin, seeing him staring almost longingly at the television in front of them, a frown on his face. Their movie night had been cut short, was being interrupted by Robert being there.

A slight frown crossing her face as well, Lee turned to look at Robert once more. "I'll call you in a day or two, and we can plan our movie," she said. "But me and Tarin were in the middle of a movie ourselves when you showed up, and personally, I'd like to be able to finish before heading to bed.

"So, not to be rude, but get out," Lee finished with a good natured smile. Standing up, Lee walked to the door and looked over at Robert, starred at him until he also stood up. "I promise, I'll call and we'll set things up. I haven't seen a good B-movie in forever."

"I'll hold you to that, and if you don't call, I'll come track you down like this again."

Again, Lee rolled her eyes and just shook her head at her brother as she opened the door for him. "I'll call," Lee said again, then stood there holding the door open until Robert left.

Closing and locking the door now that her brother was gone, Lee shut the lights off once more, walked back to the couch and plopped down, though not where she had been sitting while Robert was there, and not in the same place she had been sitting while watching the movie. Instead, Lee sat down right on Tarin's lap, a wide smile on her face. "So," Lee said slowly, softly. "Shall we start watching our movie again?"

Tarin was still staring at the television when Lee told her brother that he was interrupting their movie night. When she said it, his head snapped around so he could look at her, trying to convey the nonverbal message that she didn’t necessarily have to make Robert leave right then and there. A few more moments, however, proved that was exactly what was going to happen. Lee was standing now and striding purposefully to the door, casting a look over her shoulder at Robert, who finally stood.

Tarin stood too, extending a hand. Robert gave him a long look and Tarin wondered suddenly if all of this had been for naught. Then Robert reached out and grasped his hand, quickly but firmly. Tarin smiled, Robert just nodded, but it was enough. Then he was heading the door. Tarin sank back down onto the couch, working with the remotes to get the movie started again while giving Lee the opportunity to walk Robert out without it seeming like he was imposing.

The door shut and Tarin didn’t look up from the remotes as he struggled with them. Lee usually did this, she had more patience with technology. The lights were shutting off and the remotes got even harder to work with, not because it got darker in the room, but because he was thinking about Lee…and her tank top were going to be watching movies with him again…in the dark.

Lee was back now, and Tarin started to turn to make room for her to snuggle next to him, but that wasn’t what his wife had in mind. Down she plopped, into Tarin’s lap and the remotes slid from his hands and clattered down onto the floor as his arms moved to wrap around her in slight surprise.

Movie? What movie? Lee was well practiced at this and she damn well knew it. “Actually…” Tarin said, a grin spreading across his features as he looked up at Lee, the light from the TV reflecting off her face.

Moving one arm from where it was wrapped around Lee’s waist, Tarin put his hand on the side of her neck, on that spot between her neck and her shoulder that the tank top didn’t cover, then slowly moved it down the rest of her arm which was equally bare. “Actually…” he said again, smile fading and being replaced by another kind of look all together.

“I was thinking about something else.” His hand moved back up her arm and tangled in the hair at the back of her neck, pulling her head down to his, “Let’s just skip to what usually happens after the movies.” He whispered against her lips, then kissed her. “What do you say?” Hey, they’d lost enough time already.

Lee heard the remotes hit the floor as she sat down on Tarin's lap, but didn't really care. Tarin's arms were around her waist, and the remotes didn't mean a thing.

If Lee's brain hadn't almost completely shut down when Tarin touched her, she would have been amazed at how such simple touches could make her react. The arms around her waist had made Lee almost completely disregard the remotes falling to the floor, and now Tarin's hand on that spot between her shoulder and neck was making her shiver. She wasn't cold, but his fingers, now running lightly down her bare arm, was causing her to shiver.

"Actually?" Lee started to ask, but as the look on Tarin's face changed, she knew exactly what it was he was thinking, knew exactly what it was he'd rather be doing. That'd actually been kind of Lee's intention when she'd sat on Tarin's lap in the first place.

Before she knew it, Tarin's hand was moving up to her hair, closing into a fist, pulling her down toward him. Lee's breathing hitched in her throat as she felt that. Then he was kissing her, and that did absolutely nothing to help her breathing even back out.

How about they skip right to what normally happened after movies? Lee just grinned, her smile twitching against Tarin's lips. Instead of answering, Lee simply closed the minuscule distance between them to kiss Tarin again.