“Of course,” Rose said with a small smirk pursing her lips. Whether Quicksilver really did carry ‘nothing but the best’ remained to be seen, of course.
Her smile widened slightly as she blinked slowly in agreement with that statement; details was what made her job as a Cursebreaker interesting and it was what set people apart. In this case, details were what made the difference between a good and a bad lover.
Tilting her head, Rose turned slightly, following Romilda’s move towards her to chase the enticing scent of her perfume. When she held up the lace panties, though, Romilda quirked an eyebrow and reached up brushing her fingers against Romilda’s as she took the lace from her and put it back on the shelf. “I don’t wear lace,” she told, biting back a chuckle at just how uncomfortable lace was to wear under her much preferred leather or dragon hide. “But kisses are a good place to start.”