"You really think a lot of yourself, don't you?" He shook his head. "I'm not a complete masochist- I wouldn't have embarrassed myself by doing that. Like I said, you intrigued me but I wouldn't have followed you around, not just to prove a point when it could potentially both humiliate and hurt me."
He smiled, nipping at his jaw. "I don't want to ramble, I say too many incriminating things," he teased. "God, I could stay in bed talking and fucking with you all day. Apart from food and sleep, I don't need anything else."