[That's nice. How she takes his hand and slips under his arm in one motion, snuggling up beside him on the couch. It's too hot for this, really, but he doesn't care. This is where he wants her, so much his whole heart kind of hurts.]

That sounds good. [He kisses the crown of her head and pulls the book into his lap, resting mostly on the leg that bumps up against hers.] Two heads are better than one and all that.

[. . . It occurs to him that maybe he could offer to trade with her, later. She could help him seek, too. But not right now. This is already a lot.]

I dunno how you wanna do this. From the beginning or . . .