Abi hummed in appreciation at the kiss on her collarbone and put her hand on his knee, unable to resist touching him even for a moment. She had thought that maybe he'd have been jealous or angry or old fashioned at the thought of her being a showgirl once upon a time but she couldn't find any hint of it in his voice.
"Shut up," she chuckled and smacked his knee softly, "I wasn't naked, I had all these ribbons wrapped around me and I just danced. I did have one guy ask for a private dance once, and he was the only one I ever said yes to. So I took him into the champagne room and asked him what he wanted me to do..." she said.