Cassidy raised a brow to that, slipping down behind her, looking over her shoulder at the blond, moving his hands over her shoulders and arms. He wasn't trying to make her the center of attention intentionally; he was simply getting adjusted to her body and curves, the way her skin felt under his bare hands. He had yet to shed his pants, but he was prolonging this to make sure he was going to enjoy himself, and more importantly, that they would do the same.