His eyes widen slightly in surprise but he quickly recovers, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

"Oh," he says quietly, glancing down at your hands for a moment before looking back up into your eyes. "Well, I'm glad you told me... I mean, it doesn't really change anything, does it? We were already having fun talking to each other and getting to know each other better."

He chuckles softly, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer to him. "I don't know about that," he says with a grin. "You seemed pretty cute in that outfit earlier...maybe I should keep calling you Xouzya from now on." His voice lowers as he continues, "As for what we can do now...how about we just have some fun together? Get to know each other better?"

Eric laughs at her possessive tone, nuzzling his chin into the crook of her neck. "I don't think anyone else will be stealing me away from you anytime soon," he says with a satisfied smile. "You're stuck with me now."

His eyes drift closed as he listens to the steady rhythm of her breathing, feeling the warmth of her body against his own. For the first time in a long while, he feels truly content and at peace;

"Well," he says with a soft chuckle, "I suppose it's your fault for bringing out the best in me." He kisses her forehead, his fingertips trailing up and down her back idly as they lie there together, their breath mingling and blending into one steady rhythm.

His eyes drift closed once more, images of her dancing through his mind's eye; the way she moves, the sound of her voice, the feel of her skin against his own...