Jess drained his glass before sitting up, intent on filling it once more, but was interrupted in his mission by the unexpected kiss. He smiled into it, indulging himself by running a hand into her hair. He leaned back as she did, chuckling as he took the necklace to drape it around her neck and fasten it. The fact that the necklace suited her just fine was a perk. She didn't seem like the kind to wear much jewelry, which was why he'd tried to pick something small and understated. That it had a daisy was intentional too. Everything he did was intentional, after all.

With her hair out of the way, her exposed skin was far too tempting and he couldn't help but to lean in and press his lips to her neck, hands itching to wander in the direction he was fairly confident the evening would go, if he played his cards right; which was fairly easy to do where Fallon was concerned. . .