[ Roxy giggles and she leans into the touch, face flushing a shade darker. Though it isn't the first time she's spent time with him, tonight they've really been hitting it off. It's really just a lot of silly banter and heavy-handed flirting with plenty of booze in between, but to have him actually flirt back makes her feel so good. She feels really attractive and pretty and wanted-- things she hasn't quite felt her entire life-- and today she has done her makeup a little different.
She liked it, and hopes he does too.
He is different from Bro, because she isn't using him as an extension of Dirk. So... there won't be any rejection, right? He's earnestly liking her, right? Roxy hopes it's the case. She really, really hopes it's the way things actually are. And that's what drives her to reach her hand up to touch his. She slides her fingers along the back of his hand and to his wrist. It's a very loose, light touch.
He could shrug out of it any time-- just like the rest of this. ]