The music had just shifted to a suggestive song, but still oddly cliche. He scoffed. "Well, I guess to them, this is edgy," he commented, his cheek leaning against the top of her head, taking in the scent of her shampoo. Raven used girly-smelling shampoo. Who knew?

His finger traced patterns on her stomach, taking in the scenery. "You still don't expect me to dance, do you?"