Derek watches her as she speaks, huffing in amusement at her words. Her hands feel good against his body and he arches up into it. She's on something, sure, but her mind seems clear enough.

Or maybe not, since she seems to think so highly of him. He isn't sure what he's done to deserve such praise, but it makes him feel good, warm all over, and he slides his hand up into her long, soft hair.

"Okay, okay," he says with a laugh, pulling her in closer. "I just wanted to be sure."