"I think we're doin' a pretty great thing right now," Beth answers with a grin just before she pulls him into another kiss, done with talking for the moment. She finally gets his pants open and begins to push them down his hips, dragging her fingertips over his skin as she does.

She feels a little needy for touch, her thighs spreading to fit him between them, wanting to feel the weight of him on top of her. Any words that come out are only half articulated, whispered versions of his name against his mouth.