"I'm sure he's aware already," he said, looking up with that slightly impish grin. "Besides, who am I to refuse that face the opportunity to keep my feet warm if she insists upon it?" The dog looked up at him when he gestured at her. When she finally noticed the dislodged tennis ball, she went bounding tiredly after it. He didn't pull his attention from the man in front of him. He was definitely beautiful. Hermes could see the obvious appeal and perhaps some of the more subtle ones too.