Fox nodded. That spelled it out pretty clear. "I can do that." Though he knew that not being with other women was going to be a change, but Frankie was worth it. At least, in his opinion.
Raising Frankie's hand to his mouth, he pressed a kiss to each knuckle, wondering how to ask 'what do you want me to do if I'm blueballed?' He really wasn't a fan of that, and had a feeling that tonight he'd be sneaking to the bathroom to take care of himself. Fucking sucked.