As her fingers touch him, Gerard can't help but shiver. When she looks down at him, he notices that he is slightly exposed. And blushing. A lot. Gerard hops up and goes, "Ooookay. Just as long as you just don't-<br/>he blinks, trying to concentrate on what he is saying. "no drugs. And, I'd rather not, honestly. Thank you." HE gives her a soft smile while shaking her head. At seeing her frown, he slowly goes back to sitting next to her and lifts up her chin with his bent pointer finger, "Hey, look. It's ok. Look, after our showers, we will head out and grab a little lunch, does that sound good? Just you and me. Would you rather we canceled for tonight?"<br/><br/>Gerard can't help but lean in slightly, resisting the urge to kiss her.<span style="font-style: italic">Jesus H Christ. I'm a pervert. I need to get out of here.</span>Gerard forces himself to lean away and stand up. "So," he coughs, trying to distract everyone in the room, "Hop in the shower and let me know when yo are done. I'll be in the living room." He moves quickly to the door, unlocks it and hurriedly exits to the living room. He shuts the door after him and collapses on the couch, pulling the blanket over him. "Jesus Christ," he mutters into the blanket, "What the hell is going on here? I'm pretty messed up."<br/><br/>Gerard is busy forcing dark thoughts away from his mind as he waits for his sister to let him know she is done with her shower.