"Having second thoughts about that pity pussy?" His deep voice surprised her and she couldn't hide the slight jumpiness of her body form his sudden booming voice.
"Ooh… thought you were asleep." She said refocusing her attention somewhere else other than his pants. He cut her a grin and then sat up. He reached out a hand to her and she gave him her free hand assuming he was offering to help her up onto the sofa. He smacked her free hand away.
"Bottle…" He muttered and she rolled her eyes at him, but still passed him the bottle. He grabbed it and took it straight back to the throat.
"I would have thought you had had enough to drink." She teased as she got up and sat on the sofa next to him.
"Not tonight… I don't think I could drink enough to make what I'm feeling go away."
"Well I don't know about any pity pussy, but that listening ear is still available if you want to take advantage of it." She offered again while stealing the bottle away from him. He gave her a curious look and then a smirk.
"What the hell… Why not…" He finally conceded.