"I guess you do get to keep your balls for another night." She raised her brow. A threat? Maybe. Worried? Definitely. Even at this point, most men had already struggled to keep up, and she'd never shown any of them half as much as she did this one.
She stepped over to the kitchen counter to pull a vase and fill it with water, the flowers making their way inside. She still had that long look. She wondered if he noticed.