He laughed softly. "Take advantage of it. Why, couldn't find someone else to scratch your itch tonight?" He watched her move closer, and he shook his head slightly.
"Sorry honey. I've got a headache," he replied, a grin on his lips.
It wasn't that he didn't want it, not exactly. It was just that he wasn't inclined to be the one used. He'd do the using, sure, but not play her game on her terms.