The smart girl move would've been to slip away from him, but Allison Argent was not a smart girl at the moment. No, she was the girl perfectly happy to hook her fingers through his belt loops and keep them right where they were.
She didn't say a word, just tilted her head up and brushed a kiss along his jaw, nipping teasingly at the skin.
Again, not the smart girl move. Again, not a smart girl at the moment. Everything in her should have been screaming at her to stop being an idiot, but it wasn't. No, that little voice was silent. Maybe being dead had broken something a little, because before that? She would never have done this.
Now, though? She was more than content to let the moment go where it would.