She nodded slowly. "Well... You rock a checked shirt. My favorite part of them, though, is the fact that usually there are snaps instead of buttons." She snorted softly, "It's usually wheat stalks. Because they're sweet and retain a little bit of moisture... But I have to say I'm fresh out of both." She teased.
How could she not sashay over when he crooked that finger. She caught the corner of her lower lip between her teeth as he moved his hand up along the dress. Her breath catching as it settled on her waist. His request brought a smile to her lips. Leaning down, after pushing that hat back just a little she pressed her painted lips against his. It was slow, it was leisurely, and it sorely tempted her to say 'screw it' and stay in the dressing with him for the rest of the night.