"I'm not that big on punching. I'll slap a guy though." Just seemed like less danger for his hand, honestly. He was still looking at Jonathan, even as he led the way through an alleyway, not too worried about getting robbed. Neither of them looked as if they had money. "I'm gonna read into it. You like me."

He was making the claim and sticking to it. "Whatever you were in Georgia, here you are fascinating and fucking hot. Love the accent, love the kinky vibes. Now I love your lips as well."

There was something that'd be difficult to get out of his mind. Perhaps that was why he decided to suddenly stop, shove Jonathan against the nearest wall, pull him down with his arms around his neck and kiss him again.