Right. She liked to play, that was obvious, but Iosef really couldn't do much about the reactions 'within' him when she sat on his lap. Or when she leaned down, though he grinned right back at her.
Or, even, when she kissed him again - much less when she kissed him again, in fact - and Iosef's thoughts became about one thing only. Hey, at least she had managed to take his mind off the things that were bumming him out; that much was granted.
"Uh...You too. Firey princess." What?! God, as much theater as he would do, his talent for words would never exist. Clearly. Then again what could be expected of a 19 year-old guy who'd been sat on and kissed by a hot older girl just seconds ago?
If it were his brother Nik in this situation - whom Iosef deeply suspected was still a virgin - he might have stopped speaking completely for an indefinite amount of time. Gor wouldn't even allow her close. Slav...Well, he didn't know. Slav seemed the type to be cool with the ladies. It occured to him that he honestly did not know.
And why the hell, WHY THE HELL was he thinking about his brothers right now?!