She had hoped this laugh would come out more like the first, but when he moved over her like that and asked what he did in that voice of his, all that came out was a bit of a puff of air and she shook her head. "I haven't," she looked up at him with curiosity and somewhat disbelief in her eyes. Why was he showing any sort of interest in her? She would have been sure - in other circumstances - that someone like him would simply see her as a child, an innocent not worthy of his time or attention. And yet, he was standing over her like that and her cheeks warmed from more than the hot tub, and she partly kicked herself for not wearing her two-piece instead.
Then again - did she want Wes hitting on her? Did she want to kiss him? Or do more with him? She wasn't entirely sure, except for the fact that right now there was a warm feeling all throughout her body and she couldn't stop her eyes from darting down to look at his lips. Yes, she thought, she did want to know what they would feel like on her own, on her neck maybe, that sensitive spot behind her ear.