As she leaned in, Nick's hands moved to her back. He found the hem of her shirt and tugged at it gently, head tipping back again as Zoey's mouth moved along his neck. That flushed feeling had spread, warming his body. His heartbeat was growing erratic. He lifted his hips, pressing himself into the crook of her legs, hoping to get things stimulated. His belt was digging into his abdomen.

"Oh yes," he murmured. "That's very nice."