"Not exactly the same thing," he said, laughing. "Of course, I can always punch you back. I'd be entitled since it's self-defence." He nodded, because that made sense, except it really didn't. "You know now, but you didn't then."
Also the explanation made things even worse. Well not worse, but more complicated. "This what, Charlie? Because if you were a woman, I'd say that you'd be sending a lot of mixed signals."
He slid his hand over Charlie's thigh and squeezed it before pulling back. "This is what exactly? Because I'm getting confused here, especially when you're somewhat okay with me being jealous. You were bloody amused by that and not upset. You want to go on vacation with me, and we sleep-" He waved a hand. "Here."