Even as she remained stock still, Misha could feel the heat from between Bella's legs. He was quite sure that if he pressed up, even just an inch, he would be able to feel if she was getting wet. As it is he would put money on it. But he'd also promised her a safe place to stay with no funny business and for now the 'good guy' side of him was winning out.
"Well... a girl a week for five years, even not counting repeat offenders it adds up," he said nonchalantly. He'd done the math once and it really wasn't as bad as some people assumed.
"I've always hated the whole weirdo pureblood incest rumour mill, so I'm going to take that as a stroke to my ego, yeah," Misha said, making a face that was between a smile and a wince.