Oh I know when you’re vulnerable because it’s me who put you in that state most of the time. (‘he nods with a playful smirk on his lips as he lets his arms slip around her waist again to press his body against hers; I don’t know if I want to put you there right now babe.
Oh. Now I get what you mean… and I don’t like it. At all. { `of course that she is joking, generally she is angered rather easily over such matters but knowing the man in front of her was not some sort of a typical man – in her view – she let him pass, this time. } Of course you do! You’re a man, your urges are sex and death – as Freud once said. Don’t argue, honestly.
