[She wants and needs as much skin-to-skin contact with this lovely, infuriating, intelligent idiot of a man. He is a great deal of her world now, and she knows that she'd be a mess without him. She has been a mess without him. And it's a little satisfying to know that he is the same about her.

As he starts to stroke her hair, Vex trails her fingernails down his throat, loving the feel of his fine stubble on her skin. It's a fucking wonderful moment. One they don't really luxuriate in quite as much as they should.]

I mean, you'd still be my husband. Are you saying you don't enjoy the fact that you are my boy toy as well? Do you want more out of our relationship than sex and passion? How dare you demand so much from me.

[She punctuates her little speech with a soft press of her lips to his rough cheek as she runs her fingers down his throat.]

How dare you expect love and sex in our relationship, darling.