She pulled away and for a sickening second he had been sure that he had somehow crossed a line that she was not comfortable crossing. The sick surprise came to a halt as she only stood and moved closer, wrapping her arms around his neck. Really it should have come as no shock that she tasted partly of strawberries, given just the intake of fresh berries he had seen her consume since they had met. Thankfully he really did love the taste of strawberries. Maybe not as much as her, but it was definitely good.
It was slightly odd for Jack that after Eve had moved to stand between his thighs, that he had to tilt his head up to keep kissing her.
He had had to release her jaw when she moved, so when she moved further against him, Jack slid one hand into her hair and the other moved to her waist. Eve was far from a stick figure, in a way he could definitely appreciate, he noticed as his thumb brushed over the fabric of her costume at the bottom of her ribcage.
Jack had just barely begun to deepen the kiss when the bartender coughed discretely behind the couple.