"Don't think I won't be fantasizing about it some days." She smoothed her other hand over his shoulder, wondering just how bad his injuries were. The office hadn't told her the particulars, of course, so she'd only had a glimpse before she'd ushered him off to bed.

His insinuations, however, had her grinning. "Not for a marathon event, no, in which case we'd be using every available flat surface we could find, vertical or horizontal -- but maybe just to take the edge off when you're being particularly arousing? Mmm... it could come in handy."