"I think ten alone would be a whole stash," she laughed, though she didn't think she actually had that much liquor. If she did, then she really had a problem. Of course, they had an excuse with their cultures. It was very alcohol centric. "We can figure it all out later," she told him, not wanting to plan. She just wanted to be with Callum and enjoy his presence.
She didn't really want to lay on him or put any pressure on the healing wound but the way he pulled her close, she couldn't help it. Her hand slid under his shirt, up along his chest. She just wanted to touch him - well, and she wanted to start something but she knew it would just be a disappointment to both of them when he was laid up. So she just kissed him, reveling in it.