Yes

You decide to take the initiative, leaning in slowly until your lips meet Bryce's. He responds immediately, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you closer as the kiss deepens. His mouth moves expertly against yours, making it clear that this isn't his first rodeo. Your heart races as you feel the heat building between your legs, eager for more than just kisses from this handsome frat bro.

After a moment, Bryce pulls back, grinning at you. "Well," he says, "I think we're gonna get along just fine."

He chuckles and steps back slightly, but keeps one hand on your hip possessively. "Alright, alright," he concedes. "How about this: I'll go grab us something stronger to drink, and then we can find someplace less crowded to chat?"

Before waiting for an answer, he leans in quickly and presses another soft kiss to your lips before turning towards the drinks. You watch him walk away, admiring the view as his muscles flex beneath his polo shirt.

When he returns with two cups filled with a dark liquid, he nods towards the stairs leading up to the second floor. "Want to find someplace more private upstairs?" he asks, giving you a wink.