"There it is. What was your plan then?" She tilted her head upwards, giving his hand better access as he slid it up to cup her chin, squeezing gently before slowly dragging his hands back down her throat. There hadn’t been a plan, the Fire Whiskey had her standing up and following the woman before a plan had even begun to form in her brain. Although, whatever was happening in this alley seemed to be like an excellent plan.