Oliver had never been so blatantly checked out in his life, at least not that he was aware of. He knew he had a good body, he trained too hard not to but he found himself feeling self conscious anyway.
"Well, I'm hoping to get a snog out of this night so I put in a little effort," he agreed with an easy grin. "Yeah, sure, I'd like a drink."
He glanced down at their joined hands then pulled his away. Weird... really weird to touch another blokes hand. He dropped into a seat with a little huff.