"Oh I stopped thinking about it for like three seconds and now I'm thinking about your butt again. And I'm thinking about you shaking it." Edwin sat back, shaking with laughter. He considered crawling over Oliver's shoulder to reach down his back and grab at his butt again, but the motion of just sitting up and laughing made the room spin, and that added to his giggles. "Oh boy am I the opposite of sober," he thought out loud, then laughed again at his wording.
When he was able to calm down a bit, he scratched at the hairs on Oliver's chin. "I like you a lot," he said dreamily. "You know that?"