Layla lifted her hips to help facilitate the removal of her pajama pants, careful not to do something to spoil the mood like kneeing Jamie in the face. She tossed her head to get her hair out of her face and only succeeded in mussing it up terribly. Not a priority.

She snuck her toes along his thigh to his hip. Just because he wasn't in her immediate reach, didn't mean she was going to stop touching him.