Higgs was certainly drunk- not only be the amount of liquor but the amount of lust in his body. The inclusion of Daphne seemed to strike some sort of chord with him and he nearly groaned. He was just barely able to keep images of Cass and Pansy out of his mind.
He watched greedily as Daphne undressed, smirking at her words. He watched longingly as Miles touched her porcelain skin, over a perfect breast... When Miles spoke to him he smirked. "I'm sure I can handle her," he said, his eyes locked with hers.
Without second thought he moved forward, her lips ghosting over her ear, his neck, and her jaw until he was poised teasingly over her own lips.