Charlette was glad he wasn't too absorbed in his game to just ignore her... if he had, she would've been extremely upset with him, even more so. She kissed him back and wrapped her arms around his neck pressing into his body, her hands already gripping the bottom of his shirt and taking it off. Maybe now she was losing at her own game, not caring if her ex texted her back. that was just a ploy, an immature one to try to get him upset.<br/><br/>But the alcohol made her too brave and too honest, she wanted him. She started to unzip his pants too, and giggled playfully, biting her lip. "Come on, Paul, let's go play... wanna take me to your room?"