Ava didn't need to admit that she was happy, Charlie could tell. He felt a little weird about it all too, but like Ava, he was trying to overlook the awkwardness of being a married slut and simply enjoy himself. He'd been so blissful before getting his memories back. It was clear that he had it within himself to be happy, and it was most definitely time for him to stop making excuses and heal from the pain he'd suffered in life. He could be happy. He was happy right now, and he would be happy in the future. Hopefully, Ava would be part of that future.
One thing was certain, she was his present, and right now, he was working hard at keeping things exciting for them both. Lucky for Ava, Charlie's mouth was good at something other than talking (which he did a lot of). He put it to good use, kissing down her abdomen. "I think you should start paying me for my services. I'm a man in demand.. at the top of my field," he teased as he kissed her left hip bone and then dragged his tongue over it. Her nails nearly cut into him, but he liked it. It showed that even though he had yet to reach his destination, he was already driving her crazy.