When she pressed close, Wes weaved his fingers deeper into her curls, enjoying the silky texture of them. "Hmm, I see. Who did you get Rainbow from?" he asked curiously. She hadn't got it from him, after all, and he quite liked the idea of being her own personal dealer for the good stuff. He was also highly tempted to kiss her then, but he wanted her answer first. And besides, there was plenty of time for that.