Well, we couldn't all be running around topless, Evan. Some of us had to wear shirts. And corsets. And a chemise. And--

Never mind.

"I'm feeling very not silly right now," Sholeh assured him, eyes a little wide. Her hands had paused where they were, all her attention taken up by the placement of his hands on her chest. It was hard for her to feel it as anything other than pressure there, but the knowledge that it was Evan's hands more than made up for it. "Kissy, yes. But not silly."

Very kissy.