"Such a relief," Jessica agreed, working that deep breath of air and the slow sigh to go along with it for all it was worth, not a single inch of shoulders and chest seemed to go unaccounted for. And now that there was hardly any more room to saunter forward, she went to place a hand on his chest and lean in to make up for whatever space was still uncovered.

She couldn't help it, really. She was just drawn that way...

"And who might you be," she asked, looking up, which was a little new for her, she (thought she) was usually taller than most people, her eyes wide and soulful and full of all sorts of completely unintential intention, "big fella?"