Her question didn't stop his fingers from moving, if anything they stirred within her more. As if he were stirring his thoughts in the process.
Bohannon cut his eyes to meet hers. "Just what did you have in mind? My sort of rough might be a whole lot different from your sort." Of course, he wouldn't be into doing anything that could hurt the baby. But if it came to pinning her against the wall, or something to that liking, he was game.