His arched eyebrow made her think of other times, better times... times that had led to this mess. She licked her lips unconsciously.
"I... I think I've already fucked things up with her by getting pregnant," she said slowly. "I mean, she's super pissed already, from what I can tell. It doesn't seem like I can fuck up any worse than I already have."
Though something was telling her, going down this road would be a start.
"I don't want you fuck up what you have with... whoever she is," she said honestly. "But if you were with her already, you would have said. So you're still in that... negotiation stage, am I right? And the fact remains that you're possibly the best shag I've ever had." From a bloke, she thought but didn't say.
"So all I'm saying is, is that if you wanted to fuck, I'm open to the idea. No strings. We have enough strings already."
The house thing, the moving thing could wait. She wanted to know where she stood, and if she had any chance at all of getting laid tonight, because in her opinion it had been too bloody long already.