Sometimes Audrey could be trusting in all the wrong ways. It had already gotten her in trouble once in her life. But she really didn't think that Jinn was capable of harming her. And, if he did, it seemed like people did stay hurt for very long in this hotel. Maybe it was recklessness, or a flagrant disregard for her own safety, either way it didn't really matter. She honestly didn't see it being an issue.
So, yes, she was confident in herself and what she wanted. She would have said no otherwise, closed the door behind her, and locked it for good measure. She hadn't done any of that. It was as much an invitation as an enthusiastic yes.
She watched him for a bit as he shed layers. The jacket, the shirt. Her gaze roamed over his chest and lower, down to his hands as he closed in on her again. That alone made a slow shiver run up her spine and she sighed as she tried, and failed, to suppress a shudder. It was as if a switch had instantly been flipped. She slid closer to the edge of the bed and shifted her legs so that Jinn was standing between them, the brushed his hands away from his belt. Her gaze flicked up towards his as she undie the buckle and slid it free of the loops, then flicked open the front of Jinn's pants in a brief, almost staccato, series of movements.
Her fingers tapped idly across his lower stomach, thoughtful, teasing, and then Audrey slid both her hands slowly up Jinn's chest. "Is there something you want here or do you want me to get of some clothes too?"