Ciaran stared at her for a moment, frowning ever so slightly.
She'd just spurred his advances!
Then again, he couldn't really fault her.
He scared the shit out of her and was trying to get her half naked behind a shed. A wrinkle of his nose and he nodded, "I do. All sorts of strange ideas, I do my best thinking when I'm drunk," He lied easily, grinning before rubbed the back of his neck and closing his eyes for a few moments.
"I missed you too, Gigi." He motioned to her window, "Sorry for scaring you, I sort of... I don't know. I was drinking with dad and I wanted to see you but it was late and the window looked like the best choice." He looked up at the sky and then licked his lips and took a few steps back, "You smell like apples," He blurted out.
No doubt he smelled like sweat, horses and booze.
Apples were a nice change.
"I haven't smelled apples since I left," he mused mostly to himself and he closed his eyes and took a deep breath before sighing pleasantly, "I missed home."