Smiling, Dalton watched Stephanie for any signs of what she would prefer him to remove next. "I feel like this is a game." To try to calm any worry out of her... and because he wanted to, he leaned in and kissed her softly.
He gently ran his hands over her hips before letting his fingers approach her zipper. "Winner doesn't get frozen," he said with a chuckle as he unzipped her jeans and helped her out of them. Really, he was being abnormally cordial.