<span style="color: #FF0000">Fernando looked as Jayee took the bottle and toyed around by smirking and putting it on her leg, her back against the wet window where a little water was still coming through. <br/><br/>"Careful," he said, smiling with one eyebrow raised. "I'm not cleaning your truck if you spill all of that." <br/><br/>With those words, he reached over towards the bottle, intentionally brushing his hand up her leg as he did so. Finally, he came into contact with the bottle and grabbed it, taking a few more swigs of it. The burning in his neck and insides got stronger, and it was difficult to keep his face in any other expression but that of a smile.</span>