"If it's the only way I can get you to put your arms around me and hold me tight to you then yes. Yes, I need the Heimlich." she had noticed that he had moved the plates, a sweeter and more considerate gesture than she had expected from someone she had just met. That seemed to be him all over though, sweet, considerate, kind, charming, and absolutely gorgeous, how was she not going to end up attracted to him. And how he wasn't constantly just dripping with women was beyond her.
She put her elbow on the table and rested her cheek on her hand, the smile she gave him genuinely warm showing that she was turning a little more serious for a moment. "So, are we going to keep dancing around one another? Keep teasing each other until we both turn blue then go our separate ways horribly frustrated and unsatisfied? Or can we go somewhere a little more private and make good on all this flirting? I think you know which one I want. Hell, you called me a prostitute and I didn't get offended or slap you, that at the very least deserves a kiss."