He liked the casual closeness of her draped over him. Charlie reached out and stroked his hand over Vieve's knee affectionately and let his fingers wander across her thigh thoughtfully.
"I see what you mean. I guess... I hadn't really thought about that," He said softly, twisting his glass and watching the edge of the golden liquid shine in the soft candlelight of his room. He glanced up at her, "Does that mean you're not planning to have kids then? Not, like, ever, but you're not thinking about having a family for a while?"