Huh? [ Brief glance straight ahead, rather than up, gives him a rather full view. ] ...oh! [ And he slips his hand out from between them and rests it out of the way.
On her side.
She did say on the side.... right? He can't even second-guess that decision at the moment because he's trying desperately to ignore his steadily rising heart rate.
Finally, he swallows something in his throat again and, with the help of his legs, he pushes himself to sit a bit more upright; forces himself to sound more confident.
It ... mostly works. ] Look. Forget this stupidly tense situation. We should just kiss. You know. Before you get hurt. [ Or before the anticipation gets to him more. Healthy teenage boys have needs, right? ]