And so it does. She makes a sound of surprise, and falls back a little too hard into her chair. She scoffs, then laughs, and kicks him under the table as she clutches the book.

"You tit!"

She clutches the book a little bit more tightly to herself, over her chest. Perhaps too tight. Damn. Hormones are incredible. She feels completely enamored. And, you know, completely incapacitated physically.

"Can't believe this shameless audacity. I like it."