Having Much so desperate to have her that he basically tugged her off the stool... well, it was beyond flattering. If she hadn't been into him, she might have shoved him off, but she was very into Much and his whole folk hero deal. He was kind and fun and good in bed - what was not to like?
And, fuck, he wanted her. She didn't know what, exactly, had gotten into him tonight, but she liked it. "There's always that alley out back," Mary purred against his lips, more of a joke than anything else. She'd once brought up the alley while making out once, and Much hadn't seemed so into that idea. He'd been right- his bed was better.