[ooc: you'll totally win, i suck at these things LOL]
[He was just about to get up and start looking for his clothes but when her gaze meets his, his breath catches in his throat and he's frozen because he never wants her to stop look at him like that. The way she used to before... before things got messy and Isaac and Kira came along and everything changed. He sees the mixture of emotions in her eyes--fear, uncertainty, but there's some kind of resolve there, she's made a decision, even if he doesn't know what it is--and it makes his heart skip a little. She does that to him a lot. More than he remembers, or maybe it's just been so long...
When she kisses him again, his eyes fall shut and one hand reaches up to cup around the back of her head, drawing her closer. He doesn't care that they're probably about to be bared to anyone that may be on whatever floor this thing stops on. He just needs her like he needs air and this moment needs to never end.
But it does. She pulls away and pulls her shorts on and tosses him his pants, which he tugs on a moment later. He's expecting her to hand him his shirt, too, since it's in her hand but she doesn't. She pulls it on over her own head and he can't help the very voyeuristic way he's staring at her right now.] Looks better on you, anyway.