Her face went warm at his suggestive tone, but it wasn't a blush - it was from remembering their last night together, and just how... convincing he could be. "You can convince me later, when we're alone." And perhaps she'd take a peek at his adult line before heading up, just in case it inspired her.
"I'm not strong, I just have no choice but to deal with it." She shrugged self-consciously. "There are some nights I'm just about ready to give up, and others," she looked at his face, her eyes meeting his, make it bearable."
She smiled, secretly relieved that he didn't act weird. Some blokes were rather funny and leery of any sort of commitment, up to and including a girl presuming to stay the night and bringing an overnight bag. She'd hoped George would be better than that, and was pleased she'd been right. That didn't mean the fear hadn't been there, though. "I guess I'll just have to not say no to you, then."
She leaned over the very short distance it took to kiss his cheek. As she returned to her food, her shoulder stayed in contact with his, not wanting to part completely from him yet.