His eyes close with a blissful smile as the towel wipes away the evidence of their moment, enjoying the teasing tickle of thin terrycloth.

"Mmm, it could be," he groans with an easy laugh, leaning up to brush a kiss against his temple. "Just set your sights on what you want and go for it."

He doesn't pause before changing the subject; "I'm starving... you want a pizza or something?"