Nox almost wined as she pulled away, no, NO! Come back! He wanted to yell as she turned back towards the paintings, his arousal clearly evident though the dark denim of his pants. But at her question he didn’t know what to say, all the blood normally used for thinking had been re directed south. He blinked a few times as he tried to form words “Usually I get somewhere between 700 and 1000 a piece, depending on the piece.” He was finally able to spit out.