Derrick shifted in his seat, his gaze pinned on the television, trying to get his attention on anything other than the fact you were nestled against him in such little clothing; boxers and an oversized tshirt. both he lended to you for the night. Derricks arm was casually drapped across your shoulder while the other tapped restlessly on the arm rest. Not that the movie was doing anything to help, it was boring as shit. Leaving his mind idle and horny "Hey.. we should watch something else." He suggested, his gaze shifting on yours momentarily.