No, there was most definitely no apology evident in her voice. Shae smirked at the subtle display before him, wondering if she was countering his less-is-more look with...well, more-is-more. Sexy obviously wasn't just a low-cut neckline, and Kami seemed to naturally have it in spades.
Granted, he was sort of imagining her topless at the moment, but she wasn't exactly discouraging that line of thought. Sayeth the naked man in the towel.
"Ah," was the best he could come up with as he sauntered toward her, flicking at the treated spot on his shirt with his fingers, "'Den I' jes' hafta stay heah a little longuh, n'est-ce pas? Can' send me home like 'dis."
He propped an arm on the bar beside her and just smiled, eyes wandering briefly over her figure. "Dat's a good color on you."