Still laughing, Oliver sat up and crossed his arms on the couch where Meghan's head laid and smiled. "Hmmm, maybe?"
Before she could answer, he leaned in and kissed her again for a moment. "So I wasn't planning on being so forceful with this, but maybe we should move to my room? It'll probably be more comfortable and safer for me. I won't fall off of that..."
Oliver reached up and ran his fingers through her long, curly hair. He'd been with girls before where he's had his fun and never gave it a second thought, but he didn't want that with Meghan. He wanted to enjoy the time they were having together, but if it just happened to end in more then just a snog, he wasn't going to complain.