It was no mistake that he let the back of his hand glide against that open skin. Invitation or not he would take it as one. "Seems a waste of the night without using it properly." He wasn't a paying customer tonight and he wouldn't be paying her a dime. Did she think the invitation to his room was as simple as laying there without any interaction? She was a hard woman to ignore especially when she knew how to taunt men. He'd broken under that skin before, he would again.