That good

Alec smirks at Ryan. "Go ahead and laugh, I know you want to." Though his own humor remains contained in his eyes, it dances in his gaze and makes his lips curl up.

As the pain starts to subside, he turns, taking Ryan's hand that she'd used to rub his back, and runs his thumb through her palm. "I guess we wouldn't want an overdose, would we?"

Slipping his arms around her again, he pulls her up against him, gaining a better angle for looking down into her eyes. "Why did you really come today, hmm? You can't tell me you skipped out of work after your lunch break was over, just to come here and get a kiss from me."

His eyes narrow slightly. "I might be a good kisser, but I don't think I'm that good."