She was all for telling him the nice, edited for family, version of how her night went, but if she decided to 'give it up' as her brother put it, that was something he did not need to know. Nor was it something she wanted him to know. What she did with her body was her own business, thank you very much.
She waved him off as she took small steps out of the room and into the hall. Dominique imperiously pointed down to his bedroom. "Back to your photographs, peasant."