"Are you getting ready here or do you need to go back to your apartment?" She asks, fingers moving from his clothing to her own, slipping the blazer off. She saw the twinkle of recognition at the grey shirt that she was untucking from the skirt he had been so interested in earlier. While she was surprised that he hadn’t noticed it earlier, the recognition at that particular moment was extremely beneficial to her current cause. She stepped into him, wrapping her arms around his waist and resting her head against his chest. She took another deep inhale, soaking up the scent that was uniquely him. When he didn’t immediately respond to her touch, she squeezed tighter. 