"I like her hair, though," he protested quietly, bending his head to speak into her ear. It certainly didn't hurt his reputation to be seen with a stone fox like Emma Frost, but the thought of slipping into bed with her struck him as both ludicrous and highly unlikely. But she seemed perfectly amenable to helping him find someone who would liven up his night, so he couldn't complain too much.
The girl in question was a bit scrawny, but she had shining brown hair that fell all the way to her ass, and as he stared at it, he imagined all the ways he could wrap it around his hands.