Definitely speaking his language. Soft, supple, oiled leather interiors. And, it was well known, well, sort of known, that Slav was a sucker for women. Slav really had no idea that it was far more known than he thought, because he had mostly forgotten about that very public textual molestation that had ended with him saying that he would be over to Maddie's room right away.
He had also forgotten that others might have seen that, and that his name was announced quite out in the open. Oh well.
One of Ella's hands went under his jacket to trace over the hickey left over his hip. Her fingers were very soft, a very marked contrast from Maddie's rougher hands. He had enjoyed hers, but this new contrast of sensation was something he liked. Very much.
Actually, he liked it so much that he reached out to cup her jaw in one hand and kissed her.