Bruce didn't immediately follow - he remained seated long enough to watch Greer's view from behind, taking the time to appreciate the way her body moved so seductively. He rubbed his chin and thought, I can't believe I'm doing this, before leaving his chair to catch up.
By the time he got to her door, she was already on the bed. Bruce gave the room a perfunctory once-over, but his attention was focused upon Greer. His shirt was already unbuttoned and hanging loose to reveal his chest, so it didn't take much for Bruce to strip off the shirt and toss it upon the floor. Walking up to her, he stood in between her separated legs; cradling her face with both hands, he leaned down to kiss her deeply, longingly, upon her lips.