Noah smirks against her mouth at that soft murmur, and he leans in further, pressing her back against the bar. His hand drifts up her side before his fingertips grip tight hold of her and pull her to him as she shivers. He doesn't realize why she is shivering or he might be more prepared for her to pull back.

He frowns, staring at her for a second in confusion. Why does she look angry again? Kissing doesn't usually make her-- Oh.

"What? He didn't deserve it. It's a nice fucking watch."

And it made him feel good and all pleased with himself.