If he hadn't been drunk he probably would have shrugged her hand off. As it was though, he...can't. He could feel the warmth of her hand through his shirt...and she was so close and it was tempting. It didn't take him long to come to a conclusion (since he was more inclined not to think about things when he was drunk).

He looks up, eyes serious (and outwardly not drunk at all.) "I want to kiss you."