He could have asked her to treck up the side of Mount Kilimanjaro, and she may very well have agreed to do so. Heidi had her share of weaknesses, and massages just happened to be one of them. It was one she strove to keep a secret, but Nathan knew it better than anyone and only occasionally exploited it.
"A pink one," She mumbled, shoulders straightening when his hand moved down her back, only to sag again when it returned. "With ribbions in it's hair." She offered helpfully, and made a sleepy, but pleased sound at the fingers in her hair. After a short delay, she reached up to find the hand and guide it away from her scalp. She held it, folding her fingers into the spaces between his, and tucking them under her chin.
She kissed the top of their knuckles, and opened one eye far enough to see out of. "She may like me more, but she loves you."