"Is this a good idea?" Mary demanded, gesturing between them both quickly. "Yeah, I'm sure you'd love me to stay so we can spend the night finding increasingly filthy ways to get each other off, all of which I cannot stop thinking about." She grabbed her wallet (finding it stuffed down the edge of the couch) and stood, pushing her messy hair out of her face. "So I'm going while I have the tiniest sliver of willpower working and maybe I'll still be able to look at myself tomorrow."