She stepped in closer. It was enough of a distance for Sam to reach forward and curl the fingers of his free hand into her dark hair. "Hmm." This was going to be interesting, he was already getting that feeling. He and Ruby had done a lot of things, but this really wasn't among them. He ran those same fingers down along the side of her cheek and across her lips before he stepped back, turned away from her, and fought back the smug grin that had darted across his mouth. He was still slightly hungover, but those feelings of sick that had haunted him all afternoon were practically washing themselves away just by his being in her presence. Ruby really did things to him. Not just on a physical level either.
"Are you sure that he didn't give you your paper back already?" It was hard keeping a straight face. The amusement in his voice easily leaked through when Sam spoke. He looked back at her, smirking just a little. "I don't see it anywhere."
He was eying her chest shamelessly. Sam wondered if he could convince Ruby to dress like that full time.