Oh, but she was weary that it was a business at all.

Reinette did not say as much aloud. Things were far too new for that. And yet there was still a sense that she could. A sense that was tempting and lovely.

And dangerous.

But Reinette could not mind.

Her smile remained unaltered, and her gaze moved over the expanse of the bed before meeting his again.

"And only think how much space I am allowing you to seek your enjoyments in. Such scope for the creative mind."

One which she had no doubt Jack possessed.