"Tell everyone," she answers with a soft laugh, feeling kind of pleased by the idea of him telling people. Not just telling her, but other people, too, like he's proud of it. "'Cause I sure as hell will be. It's the first thing I'll be telling Carla Jean when I go back upstairs." Well, maybe not the first thing. Maybe the second thing. There's a way better story in what they're doing now and her smile grows a little as he drags his fingers over her hip. He keeps saying it, too, that he loves her, and she's not sure that's supposed to turn her on as much as it does or if it's just the combination of the words and his touch, but whatever it is, it's working for her.

"Yeah, well, I don't blame her," she tells him, biting her lower lip as her gaze drifts down briefly and then back up to his face. "I mean, I'd probably have done the same thing, although maybe less with the trying to sell you a piercing and more just asking if you wanted to go out." And maybe it's better that they've met here, just because she knows how dedicated he was to his work and she's pretty sure he didn't exactly have time for dates. This might be working out now, but being in another world can change a hell of a lot. "I was gonna say, it seems to have worked for me here, except you asked me out, didn't you?" Either way, it's more than worked out and she ducks her head, pressing a kiss to his chest as she smooths her hand over his stomach, then over his hip.