“I can’t even begin to imagine why,” she shot back. “I /am/ innocent, sweet, harmless, and adorable. Just because I want to make you beg me to touch you tonight doesn’t change any of that.” Summer picked up the pendant and looked at it, turning it over and over and sliding her fingers around the edge. “I think this may be the most beautiful thing anyone has ever given me.”
He snorted. “Sweet and adorable, yeah, but I’ve got my doubts about the other two,” he replied, his tone good-natured. Tony smiled crookedly and slid her a glance as she inspected the necklace, before he looked back towards the road. “And how do you know you can make me beg, anyway?” he asked, blatantly goading her at that point.
“Oh, I don’t,” she shrugged. “The only way to know is to try. I figure, if I tie your hands behind your back, or maybe to the bed, and all you can do is watch, it ought to get a pretty good reaction even if you don’t beg.” Her face heated a little, thinking about it. “Would you like to be busy tonight, Tony?”