She could only assume what he'd said, but really he could have said anything then. Her whole body shivered against him and said turned her face to kiss him again. "I love it when you speak Greek to me," she said, lips barely leaving his.
But she wanted her pants off and that wasn't going to happen while she was straddling Prometheus. Jade stood, slipping back away from him until her thighs hit the table behind her. Then she was undoing the last buttons on her pants and shimmying out of them, eyes on him. (She may have made the movement a little more wiggly than was strictly necessary, just to make the toplessness more enjoyable for him.)