He was making sense to her, though something did seem off. Caitlin had to stop and wonder if it was her. The effects of the hot chocolate were beginning to take hold, the heat of arousal flooding her body and making her feel a touch distracted. She moved to slip out of her jacket, leaving her in a thin, sleeveless top.

"Yeah? I'd like that. Being friends with you again. Or rather, with this version of you." She crossed her arms over her chest, the movement brushing against her already hard nipples. The sensation made her stutter a moment. She blinked a few times, her gaze landing on the remains of his snack. "What did you eat?"

There might have been some concern in her voice.