I'm not tryin' to...whatever you. I'm not lying, anyway.

[He risks contact again, leans in to kiss her neck as his hand slides along her side, soaking in the cool through his palm. He works his way up towards her ear, interspersing with the occasional light nip, not quite as sharp as the first.]

You don't believe me, stick your hand in my pants and I'll prove it to you. Not goin' anywhere, baby.