[Costigan breaks their contact only long enough to set the opened bottle aside, on the table, before he returns his attention completely to her. Both hands then slip along either side of her neck, tilting her head to complement his perfectly. Her experience is clear, reinforcing the comments she's made before about selling herself and being with older men. That alone makes him reconsider for a brief second before her fingers on the back of his neck cast all such reservations aside.
He moves to sit on the couch beside her, one hand dropping to her waist to pull her closer and encourage her to continue. She wants to forget. So does he. Maybe this can be good for the both of them.]
Action;
He moves to sit on the couch beside her, one hand dropping to her waist to pull her closer and encourage her to continue. She wants to forget. So does he. Maybe this can be good for the both of them.]