" If you knew I was there, then why did you…” Her words died on a flush. Bloody Talent.
“Pleasure myself?” he offered helpfully.
...
“I admit,” she said, “it baffles me that you didn’t fly into a rage the moment you realized I was there. You were unclothed, for pity’s sake.” Fierce heat filled her cheeks. She needed to stop talking altogether.
Talent’s mouth trembled at the corner, his eyes alight with utter glee. “Chase, the idea of a woman watching is in no way a deterrent for a man. It adds a level of excitement.”
She would die now. Surely fate could be kind to her for once. "
― Kristen Callihan , Shadowdance (Darkest London, #4)