Jack's hand slides down and then up my leg and that little bit of a touch shouldn't be zinging through me quite the way it is, I know. It's only my leg. I can feel my face going warm and I smooth my hand down is back again, fingers grazing right over his waistband before I give his butt a nice little smack.

"I'd have a better angle at this if you were lyin' down," I tell him, then clarify quickly as I give his shoulder a squeeze with my other hand. "On a bed, I mean."