Lie back, Alana does, encircling his neck with her arms and trying to tug him down on top of her. She wraps her legs around his hips, pressing up against him and squeezing tightly.

Then she realizes she has a problem. She's wearing too many clothes. Still peppering Cassidy's face with kisses, she hurriedly unbuttons her blouse and divests herself of the top with only a modicum of grace, all need.