"You stopped?"

Harper narrowed her eyes at Devin, "Why'd you stop?" The blonde perked an eyebrow, "Don't tell me you're suddenly going in for all that chivalrous crap? Because if you're pegging me up as rebound, you're a few months late for that." Rebound had been and gone. And sure she was drunk, but she wasn't so drunk that she wasn't in total control of herself.

Besides, he hadn't actually moved away. Sure he had stopped the kiss, but he was just as close. His body language wasn't speaking from the same page. But fine, if he wanted to stop there, they'd stop there.

"By the way, you would be a lot more believable if you didn't still have your hands on my ass right about now." For added emphasis1, she clenched said ass cheeks.