Pushing out her lower jaw and pursing lips to keep from acknowledging Benji’s attempt at joking, she simply shook her head. “Paramour?” she asked him, when she finally managed to keep her lips from spreading in an amused smile. “What are you? 80? Besides, it’s not like I’m married or anything.” She was about to look back to the fireplace, when a thought had her turn and point at him. “And neither is he.” She just wanted to make sure, that she cut off any potential he would have for turning the joke back on her.