Simon blinked and leaned in to meet her, wondering what it is she had to say -- when he heard it, he was stunned for a moment and then laughed. He glanced up at her and grinned, running his tongue along the edge of his teeth.
"Who said I was gonna let you fuck me?" He asked rakishly, rising from his seat and scooting closer to Tess without breaking eye contact. "We're just getting to know each other," he went on, "how's could she have any issue with some conversation that gets friendlier when we ain't being judged by that ol' potato sack with eyeballs?"