One shoulder rose and fell, feigned indifference playing over her face. "I don't mind the walk," she replied honestly. Gave her more time to think and sort out just what the hell was happening to her. Gave her more time to get her hormones in check. Gave her more time to play with her prey. With feline grace, Brenna rose, slipped her bag over her shoulder then motioned for him to lead the way. "You're sure I'm not imposing?"