Sweet, sweet relief when he removed her bra - there was just something about that that was hot, and a small quiet voice in the back of her head was impressed that he even knew how to do that - and when one hand came to cover her breast as he leaned over her kissing her again. Her hands came around him again, one pulled at his shoulder, probably leaving a trail of nail marks, the other coming back up to his soft curls. How had she never run her hands through his hair like this before, it was intoxicating.
She pulled back for just a moment to look up at him, feeling weirdly shy in front of him like this, "Should we maybe move to..." She asked, without asking, indicating her bedroom down the hall of her flat. She wasn't sure she should assume - after all, this was her best friend, and he 'like liked' her, but she still wasn't quite sure where they stood or what he wanted from her. These had never been questions she'd cared about when it came to sex, but with Eddie, everything felt different.