With him on her, she was beginning to feel slightly guilty over the overreaction she had. Only slightly, though. Considering Jay doesn't clean a lot, it did make sense that someone else bras was there. Zelda, though, realized something: she got jealous. Really jealous. That wasn't something she really had felt before. Looking towards Jay, she wondered... Could she be falling in love with him? With a perplexed face, she was in deep thought about it. Maybe she was. Maybe she was still falling for him.

One thing for sure: she sure as hell was never going to say it first.

She smiled as she felt his lips nibble on her neck, sending shivers and heat throughout her body. "I... I want to make us work, too. I think we can make us work, Jay." She smiled. They were both a little screwed up, sure, but they ultimately fit well with each other. The chemistry between them is unmistakable. She tried to give him a seductive look, but his position made it hard to do so.

"I'll have to show you sometime." She giggled at his comment about her car and she then began to slink down on the couch, kicking her heels off. "Oh yeah? How do you like my... Car?" She murmured, their faces now right in front of each others.

He smiled when he heard her say they could make them work. It made his heart flutter a bit in his chest, and for a moment he wondered what the hell was going on. Was this...love? Probably. He was head over heels for her, and while he would admit that, and that he cared deeply for her, he wasn't about to go tossing around the "L" word. He had a feeling she knew, and he was sure she felt the same, and that was good enough for them, right? Besides, that word tended to make things all....weird.

They were perfect for each other. Like two sides of the same messed up coin. He sat up, re-positioning himself so they could look at each other eye to eye. "Your...car?" he asked with a smile. "Yes I do. It's cozy, perfect fit, and I really enjoy riding in it," he said with a slight smirk before wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close to him as he kissed her passionately, one hand moving towards the zipper on the back of her dress and sliding it down; not necessarily hasty about it, but he was quite...eager.

Zelda sighed contently as she snuggled up with Jay. She couldn't help but feel like they were made for each other. It would have devastated her if he actually had cheated on her. She honestly wouldn't really know what she'd do if he did. Probably leave and just go back to one night stands and feeling nothing.

Of course, he caught on her to flirt and his response made her shiver. "Well, it's no fun without you in it." She murmured to him as he came up on her, kissing her. She wrapped her arms around him in response, letting her hands go under his shirt to rub against his warm, skin as they kissed. She heard the zipper going down on her dress - which was quite fine with her. She was going to make him do a little more work than usual, this time at least.

She did, however, let one hand unbutton his jeans in the meantime.

He chuckled at her response, pressing into her a little as his other hand ran through her hair. She really was something special, though he really didn't know why she made him feel this way. He'd fallen head over heels for her from the time she'd nearly spilled her cocoa on him, and now he'd given up his free, one-night-stand filled lifestyle just to have her be a regular part of it. And...he was okay with that.

He shuddered at her hands on his back as he began working to slide the dress down, trying his best to do so without breaking the kiss, though he knew they were going to have to eventually. His hand tangled in her hair, pulling gently as he pulled away from the kiss only to plant little kisses down her jawbone, to her neck.

She breathed heavily as she laid beside Jay on the couch. She was trying to get her breath back, her body hot and her knees weak. They always had such a good connection, particularly in the hanky panky department. She was glad they connected so much not only emotionally, but in this way. It truly was a match made.

She smiled as she leaned in for another kiss from him. She sighed as she looked into his eyes, "So... What was the plan for the evening, again?" She whispered it, still trying to get herself together.

He slid over so she could lay next to him, which was next to impossible on his little couch, but they made it work. He looked back into her eyes after the kiss, that usual mischievous smirk on his face. "Oh, you know exactly what the plan was...." he murmured, his hand tangling in her hair again.

He looked at her for a long moment, taking in her expression and every detail on her face. She really was perfect for him, and he planned to do whatever he needed to ensure that things stayed that way. He closed the gap between their lips once more, with more fervor as his other arm wrapped around her.

She would never be able to figure out how they managed to make the position on the couch work - they were scrunched together, with really no space. She let her fingers dance along his back as she looked over his face.

She couldn't believe she had gotten so lucky to find someone like him. She looked back at him as there was a small silence between them - although, the silence sometimes spoke louder than any words ever could.

She returned his kiss as she held him against her.