Violet nearly shivered down to her core at his whispered happiness. She couldn't help it, it fed her need to keep the words coming. When he complimented the other woman's dress she the stranger another chilly smile. "Yes, please do," she said when he invited the stranger to join them, her voice like ice against Wes' neck, where it naturally ended up because of their height difference. When his fingers danced lightly across her skin she sighed in contentment, and looked up at him again - obvious in the way she only had eyes for him. Flirty stranger in a too-tight dress or not.
When he took back his drink from the air, Violet sighed inside in relief - at least he wasn't trying to put his other arm around the woman, right? In a moment of daring boldness that surprised her intensely, she dipped her head to kiss him lightly just below his earlobe, ghosting her lips across his skin momentarily before moving to take her drink off the table and hold it aloft between sips. Her free hand drifted to his thigh lightly below the table, of its own accord.