Okay, so this had gone considerably better than James had been expecting. He was planning on smoking a little and driving her back home, and now making out was totally involved, and he was happy as a clam. It wasn't every day you got to kiss a hot girl in your car when you were both high as a kite (though if it would happen to anyone often, it would be James).
She was responding more than he'd thought she would, too, and that was even better. His arm slid around her waist to keep her body close, and he kept it there, even as he pulled back a bit to look up at her with slightly hooded eyes. "That was nice," he said with a lopsided grin.