Trying to ignore Dom while he was changing was harder than it looked. Kel hadn't meant to end up in his room. It just…happened. She had finished getting ready thirty minutes ago and had come to see it Dom was ready; he was the one escorting her to Owen's wedding anyway. All because she needed someone to go with and Neal said "why don't you and Dom go together? Your friends. Right?" and come to think of it he looked a bit to smug after Dom had agreed he would go if she had wanted.
Turing Back to see if he was done yet she realized he still didn't have a shirt on; his back was too her though, and she'd never got a god look at that she thought. Inconspicuously she studied him; he seemed to have beauty marks everywhere. She remembered seeing some litter his fingers and another few here and there. But the one that caught her attention was a small oval shaped one, a birthmark, resting on his shoulder-blade.
Her next thought made her straighten her head immediately and close her eyes, because suddenly, very badly she wanted to know if it tasted like cocoa…