"I don't want to hear about anyone else in your bed." Jack growls, a little throaty. He's aroused and it heightens his emotion, heightens his reaction. "Or of anyone else taking anything from you that's not theirs to take. You hear me, Mrs Harker?" An even more blatant use of her surname than the time he used it prior.

His fingers run along her decolletage, a feather light touch. He whispers down low. "You're an interesting woman, you know that? You never stop amazing me."