“Strange….” Lance said as soon as Zach was out of sight, one hand brushing the lines on her neck. “-.. How people can change so much in a short time.” He let his thumb and index finger massage the tight muscles there, skillfully producing a small measure of pleasure. “Makes me wonder how much of the old Eva is still buried underneath that façade of decency. “ He moved closer and placed his left hand on her hip, his own burying themselves against her rear. She could no doubt feel the body heat he was giving off, not to mention the hardness of his entire body. “I seem to recall you had a bit of a feral hunger in those eyes, something that is still there I recon.” He chuckled softly before he pulled her closer to him, forcing her rear to grind into him. “No doubt you rather wish to act decent and call me an oaf. Or would you rather be honest again?”