Pretty much the last thing Mindy's expecting is for Danny to admit he's nervous. It's suddenly crazy obvious based on his movements alone, but he's hardly the kind of guy to own his feelings aloud.
His chronic sweatiness does that for him, anyway.
"Okay, stop," Mindy grabs his hand, resisting the urge to stuff her face with carbs for at least a little while. "You don't need to be nervous. It's just me. I mean, I get it, and I know I look even hotter than usual now that we've made out, but we don't need to make it weird."
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Date: 2015-07-05 11:03 pm (UTC)His chronic sweatiness does that for him, anyway.
"Okay, stop," Mindy grabs his hand, resisting the urge to stuff her face with carbs for at least a little while. "You don't need to be nervous. It's just me. I mean, I get it, and I know I look even hotter than usual now that we've made out, but we don't need to make it weird."