[ He grins at her once their mouths are apart again; his hands slip down to rest on her hips, now loosely, and he combs one hand's fingers over her lower back, wondering if she's ticklish there. ]

I'd bet. You weren't having it with me after all. [ The grin goes wider. What a piece of shit. ] But hey, I can say the same back. Anyone told you you're amazing lately?