Jack flinched, slightly ticklish, and licked his lips then settled his foot in her lap. He wasn't touched casually much anymore. Used to be Nick and he would touch from time to time but that was past. Now it was always leading to something else, or because someone wanted something more (sometimes him, sometimes someone else and who was he to deny them). But someone without an agenda - especially a woman - that was new.
And very nice.
"I'll have to give you my recipe for hangover remedy," he said, eyes sharpening just a bit from behind the slight haze.