He grinned at her brazen displays of affection, briefly noting that she really must have had a lot in order to be that forward. The real question, however, was did he mind? And the answer was not at all.
But he was a gentleman, which meant that he most certainly did not take advantage of women with lowered inhibitions, because his mother raised him right. And while a certain amount of teasing the next day until the rest of their natural life would be in order, Derek had no wish to further add to the mortification Giada might be feeling upon sobering up.
Then the silly blonde had to go leaning into his barrel of a chest, giving him big playful eyes and smiling like he was a present she wanted to unwrap…if this was objectification, he could grow to like it very much! His gentlemanly intentions took a slight dip into devilish territory as his arms might have uncrossed a little, and his hands might have moved a little to her waist, and he might have closed the already minimal distance between the two of them a little.
But only a little.
Derek leaned down a little closer to her, grin cheesy and large, and whispered, "Is that so? I think you should tell me more about how much you love this song."
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