[ She's about to remove her hand when Tommy's fingers curl in response, his thumb brushing over her skin, and she relaxes into the press of her arm against his. ]

Are you really? [ She seems genuinely tickled by that admission, her dimple creasing her cheek and a soft wash of pink staining the bridge of her nose. ] I'm embarrassed to admit I haven't really heard any of your music. I'm going to fix that oversight tonight, I promise.