Meredith laughs, letting go of the clasp once it's come undone to slip her arms over his shoulders and kiss him. That right there, really, is exactly what she was trying to do to him. She can't remember how she managed to wait so long before. The air is warmer on her skin already as she pulls back to look up at him, and however she did it before, she sure as hell isn't doing that anymore. "What, you want a list?" she asks, running her hands down to the hem of his shirt, tugging it upwards. "Because I'd rather show than tell, but for starters, I'm trying to get you naked."