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Right now? Like, right now, right now? Sherry wasn't trying really hard, but she had hoped for some cuddles. Maybe.

"Okay. If that's what you really want..." She slid off the bed and stepped over to him, slipper her arms around his waist. "It being your birthday and all."

The kiss hadn't been planned, but it happened. It seemed fitting for the moment, somehow. It was slow kiss, and she made it at deep and solid as he let her. She dragged it out at least long enough to be suggestive, even though she'd meant it only to convey her feelings for him at first. "You'll have to give me a few minutes, since these are not my work clothes."

She didn't make any move to leave.

She still hadn't quite learned that lesson. One day. One day she would learn to stop hinting things and just ask. But first she might have to figure out exactly what she was hinting at. She wasn't exactly sure, herself.

"Tights, yes. Pants, no. But they are my good clothes. Not for everyday rough and tumble." She was still going to answer your questions, Jake.

"No apology needed." Really. No one knew they were her nice clothes but her, and well, him now.

She had to pause before answering the question, though. "No," she said as slowly as one could say the short word. "I don't want to go change right now." Not that she knew what she wanted. Or maybe she did, and just didn't want to admit it.

With a small sigh, she squeezed him a little tighter, kissing him again.

She felt a little ridiculous for blushing harder. "Well, technically, there is no third gift, since I'd kiss you any day."

She leaned in close, near enough to kiss him again. "Though I suppose I was hoping for some cuddles and what-not. But I can go change, if you'd rather." One small, quick kiss. "Or not."

Sherry let out one very long, content sigh, resting her head on his shoulder. "I'd like to stay." He was warm. The island was hot and muggy, but Jake was warm, and she liked that.

"You know, free question time runs until midnight, so... I'll stay at least that long, if you'll have me."

She smiled at that. "Only if you make me. Or ask me really, really nicely to leave." The fingers of one hand started to make small circles on his back. She was getting fidgety.

"What else would it mean? Yes, I'll stay the night." She smile she wore was evident in her voice.

"But...um." Her fidgeting was at least one part nervousness, and the smile in her voice was exchanged for worry. "I want to kiss you and cuddle with you and stay here all night...but... about what I said earlier. I'm not sure I want things to get, um, that far. I mean. You just met me and we just started dating and I just don't know if I'm ready. I might be. I don't know. But you should know that I don't know and-" she paused for a breath and realized that she was having a huge deja vu moment. And he wouldn't even remember the last time they'd talked about this.

The tiny little laugh that signaled relief and a release of tension couldn't be stopped. "It's ok. I don't mind the teasing. And...I meant what I said. I'm just...nervous." Some part of her felt like they were already rushing things. She sighed, hugging him. "Thank you."

After a pause she added, "Is it too soon to tell you I love you?"