As far as Jerry's concerned, he's heard everything he needs to, anyway. There's no way to beat what she's said already, and when it feels this good to kiss her, his body pressed close to hers, he can't imagine that there's really anything repetition could do for him that this doesn't. Even though he finds himself with the same words on the tip of his tongue again, he just slides it against hers instead, eyes half-shut as he leans into the kiss, hips rocking down before he's thought about it. No matter how much time has passed, there's still a part of him that feels like he has to get as much as he can while it's possible. Right now, he doubts she'll mind. Fingers still entwined with hers, he lifts her hand, holding it to the mattress near the side of her head. The sooner he lets go of her, the sooner he can get undressed, but that's not happening yet.