Buffy leaned back in her seat again. "Then my job is done." What exactly had her intention been? To get him to remove his shirt or to quicken the game? Or maybe it was just to cause confusion in her own motives.
"You know, I am tempted to just coerce you into waiting on me hand and foot instead now that I think about it." The girls grumbled their not so subtle disagreement to that plan but Buffy ignored them. "The idea of Oliver Queen serving me on a day for him is highly appealing."