It was the smile that told her he'd taken it the way she'd meant it, and she finally got him to lift his arms so she could get his shirt off. Then she was tugging him towards the bed by the open front of his jeans. Both of them topless, but she still had a bra on. It was hard to miss the scars- impossible, but she didn't linger on them. She had a feeling that too many people did.

She slid her hands around to his ass when they hit the bed, moving to tug his jeans and underwear down, lifting her chin up in defiance as she kissed him. "Don't put yourself out for my sake. I'm not exactly a lady of means."