Charlette hoped that she wasn't making him too uncomfortable. It was the last thing she wanted to do. But then, the alcohol was controlling more than she was.<br/><br/>She looked up at him, and batted her long eyelashes up at him. Her eyes fell onto his stubbley beard. Oh boy. That was always her weakness. Bearded men. And he had a very nice looking beard. She was already moving a hand toward it before she even got an answer from him as she softly asked.<br/><br/>"Can I.. Touch it?"<br/><br/>She definitely was not going to remember any of this in the morning and if she did she was going to wind up pretty embarrassed with herself. But for now, she was just living in the moment.