“Maybe it didn’t,” Nick said with a shrug. After all she wouldn’t really know until the situation presented itself again as to whether or not it had been the booze that had brought on the make out session, or if it had been something else entirely. She wouldn’t mind if she was presented with a situation in which she had to figure that out, but she had also told herself she was going to stop thinking about this so much. It couldn’t possibly be healthy to be dwelling on one make out session like this.
Nick wasn’t necessarily the best actress around, but she tried to keep her face expressionless as Jax listed off what he thought she liked about a guy. She sat silent for only a few moments after he finished speaking, if asked she would say it was dramatic effect and not the sheer fact she was trying to come up with something to reply back with. “Interesting speculations, maybe one day you’ll find out if you were right or not,” she was relieved that he had kept his guesses fairly predictable, that he hadn’t listed anything that would get an embarrassed reaction from her.
She had never been adverse to silence, at least not when it was a companionable silence. Nick couldn’t really fool herself and say she wasn’t enjoying the closeness of Jax’s body to hers, though she was trying her best to focus in on the movie and not on the teenage guy sitting next to her. That became a little harder when she felt what seemed to be Jax’s head resting on hers. “Jax?” She kept her voice low and didn’t move, in the back of her mind she couldn’t help but wonder if he had gone and fallen asleep on her. “Are you sleeping?”