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You could touch my abs if you wanted.

[I mean, really. She's had naked thoughts about him, MIGHT AS WELL.]

[Erica laughs, not at his abs!! but at his offering.]

You might feel cheap and used! [She's giving him a hard time about this now, but she sips at the glass of water and shakes her head at him.]

Your abdominal wall is very attractive, Isaac. I would be more than happy to touch your abs, but I don't think Sam would really -- actually. [Here's an interesting question for him to avoid.] Did you and Sam have a conversation that might make him worry that you could hate him?

[Isaac is about to say something else, but at her sudden line of questioning, his cheeks go pink and he blinks a few times, before shaking his head suddenly.]

Why would I do something like that?

Why wouldn't you? [She's not upset, but she does want details.]

You're my best friend, I'm sure there is some sort of concern happening. Is there not concern happening? Do I need to look for a new best friend? Because, sure Stiles gets a bit cranky at times, but I'm sure he's available.

[She's grinning at Isaac, but her chin drops and her eyebrows lift giving him a very expectant look.] What did you tell Sam?

[Isaac shakes his head and finds himself laughing.]

There might have been a little mention of bodily harm. Is that so awful?

Bodily harm? [Her chin drops as she looks at Isaac.]

Why would you cause bodily harm to him? [Of course, all the talk of abs has Erica slightly curious who would win...]

[Excuse you, Erica.]

I dunno. [Shrug.] Just something we discussed. Civilly.

Mm. Civilly. You know that sounds like a word you add on when there were harsh words involved and you don't want the other person to think that it was a bad thing.

What? No, that means two dudes who came to an agreement that if one of them hurts you, the other will hurt him.

[Isaac shrugs, but he's trying to hide a smile.]

[Erica nods, not hiding the smirk she has at this moment.] Alright. Sounds civil.

Did you order my waffles? [She cranes her neck to look toward the kitchen.]

Do you doubt me?

[Isaac shrugs.]

Maybe they're a little slow.

[Exhaling, her shoulders slouch a bit as she turns her attention back to him.]

Okay, so let's talk about your kiss. Plural I guess, kisses. Do you think they're talking about it?

What? Oh my god, why are we changing the subject?

[Isaac sags back against the booth with a long sigh.]

...I don't know. Do you think they are?

[Erica shrugs.]

They're together, I'm sure it's at least something they're at least thinking about. It's not a standard first kiss, sure, but when I first kissed Sam, I told you about it.

Yeah, but that's different. We didn't kiss him at the same time and we're not dating.

[Uuuuugh.]

What do you think they're saying?

[She shrugs, rubbing at her neck.]

They're probably trying to explain it to themselves or each other the same as you. I don't think it's every day that things like that happen. Are you going to talk to them about it?

I don't know.

[Isaac lifts an eyebrow at the motion, peering over at her fingers.]

I mean... some people think I should- what are you doing?

[Erica glances at him.]

Hmm? It's just a weird pain. Probably just... [Then she remembers and her hand flattens over her neck.] Nothing at all.

....nothing, huh.

[Isaac just gives her a Look.]

[Erica sees the Look and tries to hide her smile, mostly because the Look is amusing and she knows why it's there. One by one her fingers lift up and away from her neck. Truthfully she had just some muscle pain from sleeping on Sam's arm, but the bruising was definitely not sleep related.]

Yep. Nothing at all.

It is. Wow.

[Isaac just huffs, shaking his head, trying to ask exasperated.]

I can't believe it. You got to second base before I did.

[Her brow furrows for a moment, mostly thinking, then she drums her fingers across the table.]

What are you labeling as second base? Because if there's first, second, third, and home - and home being... well... [She makes a KNOWING look.] where are you putting second?

[She pauses.] Should we ask for a pen and I can draw a stick figure and you can point? [Yep. Smart-ass is being a smart-ass.]

[Isaac rolls his eyes with the loudest exasperated sigh he can muster, before he tugs at the collar of his shirt.]

First is kissing, second is making out and heavy petting, third is hands, and we know what home is. Come on, Erica, you guys- you must be getting pretty serious, if you're saying your 'I love you's and he's getting bitey.

[Erica nods. This is good information.]

Sorry! I just, it's not like I ever really had things labeled before. I didn't even have things to label before and he said the 'I love yous' too and did you say bitey? [She smirks at him.]

Werewolves being bitten by humans. Also, definitely more than second base. [She says it rather quickly and then immediately slouches down low in the booth, hiding her face with both of her hands.]

[Isaac almost spits out his water at that.]

Jesus, Erica- no, I don't wanna know. Don't tell me.

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