"Really? Jayne said you couldn't shoot very well. Only ... he said it in Jaynespeak." She grinned lightly, but she was fairly easily distracted, especially by the way he was kissing her.
Jaime arched her back, pressing her breasts up against his side as she curled her fingers to grip at his shirt. Blue eyes fell closed as she returned his kiss deeply, eagerly, shifting her body suggestively against his.
She teased her tongue against his lips before she tilted her head to break the kiss. "Think I should probably shower first," she suggested. "I smell like a jungle. Besides, if you keep that up, I'm going to have to take you right here on the couch, and I don't think that'll make anyone happy."