"What? Huh. Yeah." He shifted, reaching for his beer. it was luke warm, but it was still beer. He swallowed it and wiped his hand across his lips. Looking down at her, he realised he'd missed a golden opportunity.
Well. Maybe he could still make up for it. Neither he nor Dresden were very practiced, after all. He let the arm slide off her shoulder, so his hand moved to brush over her breast. he gaged her reaction, before moving to do anything else.