"The Big Easy, huh? I've never been." He grins and pulls her hair away from her neck, smoothing it neatly down her back. The song changes into something faster with a thumping bass line, and he just rolls their hips together to match the new beat.

He leans in close to speak in her ear, and his bottom lip catches on the soft sweat-damp skin underneath to smear more paint there. "I'm Davin, by the way."