[He sucked in a quick breath at the bite, hand pressing her closer for a moment from the tease. Then her words filtered through and he found himself frowning at her. And to make it worse, she moved away, taking that lovely mouth and warmth with her and making him feel like a petulant five year old.]

If I'm sleeping with anyone, de-- darling, it'll be you. Unless you'd like to add extras to the mix.

[That idea was intriguing, enough so that the frown vanished as he moved to follow after her, fingers lifting to trail along the curve of her neck as he took a sip of his drink. It wouldn't be the first time he'd been hit on while his attentions were directed at the detective; the player party came to mind, but after their night together, he felt he had more of a chance to succeed, and he had no intention of giving that up yet.]

I like when you get jealous. You're incredibly sexy when you look like you might punch someone in the face -- other than me, that is.