"I have. It sucks." But she's still grinning at him and since he hasn't bothered putting his shirt back on, she strokes her fingers down over his chest. There's a lot going on, she can feel it, but she's not thinking about it now. This isn't like anything else. This is just her and Imri. "But this isn't going anywhere, you and me, and I did promise you trashy teen movies."

She's not saying let's figure this out with our clothes mostly on first because she never would. Except...the way she wants to roll for him, yeah, she kind of is.