There might have been a squeak that left Bella the moment she had been scooped up into Misha's arms. She had no option but to hang onto him those couple of steps it took him to reach the bed before he dropped her down onto it. Bella bounced, settling on her butt and elbows with the t-shirt riding dangerously high on her thighs. If Bella made the wrong move then Misha would be able to see just what kind of panties she was wearing.
The look in Misha's eyes told her she needed to choose her words carefully because he was starting to get a hungry look to him. A hungry look that made her blush and her nipples to hardened under his t-shirt.
"I... wasn't questioning prowess." She might have been a little. "I was questioning your endurance." Bella was splitting hairs with her wording. "From what I hear a lot of guys tend to roll away and fall asleep before the girl is even done. I just asked you if you were sure the girl past out along with you."