Avery closed one eye and squinted at Lyra. "You're funny," he said, and pulled back enough to take a glug of his drink and then set it aside on the desk. This way, he had both hands freed up to place on each side of her face to hold her while he kissed her again. He could do this for a while, just kissing her. Talking about weird shit and fuckin Goldenhawk could wait because he had a girl in his room and she was into him.