Though she was reluctant to let him go, when he straightened she managed to give him her biggest, most melodramatic kind of pout, sticking her lower lip out and trying to look as though someone had just taken away her puppy. Actually, it wasn't that difficult to to pout, she really was a little disappointed -- but more at his moving away than anything else.
She smoothed her hands down his chest from his shoulders and-- stopped to laugh at his inadvertent innuendo, both eyebrows shooting up. She could tell from his look and laugh that he sure hadn't meant what it sounded like he meant... but that didn't stop a sly smirk from spreading across her face as she moved her fingers to the top buttons on his shirt and made sure she caught his eye before she spoke again, "I think you should."