Phew. He wasn't the only one feeling the awkwardness in the air. She was right, it should be that way, but he knew there was something a little heavier to it than what they had dabbled with in the past. Just kissing didn't quite cover it and was relieved to hear that she knew that. Having to explain it tonight might have put him over the edge.

It was a good place to start though, (the just kissing) and Quin could feel some of the tension leave his shoulders. The wine certainly couldn't have done it yet, but with the realization they were on the same page, at least it was less awkward already. "I know how you feel," he let out a breathless sort of laugh over his wine and reached out his free hand to hers before she could knock anything else around. Giving it a gentle squeeze he added, "We can start with what we're familiar with," he gently pulled her close, trying to find some semblance of courage here and gently pressed his lips to hers.