What kind?

Rosalyn laughs outright, giving Chad's shoulder a smack. "You rip that button off and you can sew it back on yourself."

Sighing with content, she nods. It was late enough... she wouldn't be missed by anybody. "Okay... I'll stick around.... for a little while. However..." She grins again, her finger toying with the hem of his shirt. "I'm gonna need just a couple more minutes here until I can move again."

It was true - her legs did still feel like jelly. One thing was certain though.... her nervousness around Chad was gone. It was as if giving in to a few sweet moments of affection had curbed both of their silent wants. She could stand it if he wanted to kiss some more... but she was quite content just to spend some time with him now too. Kissing each other seemed to have allowed the admitting of passion, enough to simmer things down again. And Rosalyn was glad. She wasn't sure how much longer she could have stood the tension.

Finally prying herself from Chad, she slides off his lap to remain sitting on the floor. Scooting back a little, she makes room for cards between them. Picking up her cup, she takes another sip of fruit juice. "So... what kind of card games do you like?"