Ragnar's grin spread. "Is that so? Should I be flattered that I'm such an enigma? Is it compelling you to want to know more of me?" he asked, feeling warm at the smile that curled on Ash's lips, tingles drifting down his spine at the heavy implications behind those last words.
His eyes moved slowly over Ash, taking him in in a very obvious glance. "I know I'd enjoy you. Though I'm sure it would be unethical for us to indulge in this discussion whilst you're on the clock. Perhaps dinner. And a drink?"
Ragnar leant forward, almost perched on the edge of his sofa. "And then I can think of a good way to round off the evening. Maybe you'll get me to open up a little more as I'm doing the same to you."