Susanna breathed in deeply and shook her head at his suggestion, finally pushing at his chest to urge him away. "No. The line has got to be drawn somewhere, and I'm drawing it here. I need... a good workout and a shower," she decided, "before indulging in more wine." Oh, but she wanted to indulge. She really wanted to indulge. And it was painfully obvious that it didn't bother him in the least that she'd come from indulging already, which really shouldn't have been so arousing. It shouldn't, it really shouldn't.