Zoey hummed against his skin as he carded his fingers through her hair. She’d always enjoyed the hair thing. That he seemed to be getting less... awkward about touching her helped lessen some of her own awkwardness about the whole situation. Because really, this wasn’t where she had expected her evening to go.

Kissing her way up his neck, she paused a moment to nip at his earlobe, before moving down his jawline to his lips. Her hands slid from his shoulders down his chest, and she started working at the buttons of his shirt.