He had no damn idea what he was doing. Beth was a good girl -- for all the shit he said to her when they were drunk, the fact of the matter was that he couldn't imagine not having her there. He couldn't imagine not wanting her close.

He groans when she sits back, eyes narrowing in desire as she looks down at him. He rolls his hips up after a moment --

But then her fingers move to his shirt and he hesitates a bit. Undressing... it wasn't something he did, not around other people. He works his mouth, not too sure what to say for a moment. Maybe she won't see nothing, if he's careful.

"You can open it," he finally murmurs after a moment, giving a short nod.