She watched him? Well, he supposed there were worse things in the world, like not being able to stare at her lips when she spoke. She really had the loveliest mouth, and of course he couldn't help but remember the wicked things it had done to him at the party a week ago. Or rather, done to his neck. Just thinking about it covered his skin in gooseflesh. He smiled and tilted his head just a little.
"I'm thinking that I might like to get you drunk again. You were wonderfully forward that night," he teased. Then he laughed softly. "I was also thinking that you finally found my weak point. Almost brought me to my knees, you did. Course that might prove interesting, given what you're wearing tonight."