[Is he finished? How could he now with her here? He'd been thinking of not much else than getting himself off and finished as soon as he could. Now that she was here, he'd be thinking about her. He couldn't stop it if even tried. Images of her, the way he'd seen her before, naked and vulnerable (not that that was something he wanted sexually, but seeing her in such a state made him feel some sort of...intimacy between them) and in hot tubs and other ways would flood his mind. They had already flooded his mind, and now the blood was flooding elsewhere and...]
I can be done soon. Two minutes, really. I just...I'll be right out.
[The idea of saying "you could wait in the kitchen" crossed his mind, but he had no doubts that that would come across the absolute wrong way. She could wait in the living room. She could wait in a guest room. She could wait on the ceiling, because she could probably climb up it like a spider with her strength and skills. But two minutes, even less, and he'd be fine. Fine and back in business, nap having helped him recharge.]
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I can be done soon. Two minutes, really. I just...I'll be right out.
[The idea of saying "you could wait in the kitchen" crossed his mind, but he had no doubts that that would come across the absolute wrong way. She could wait in the living room. She could wait in a guest room. She could wait on the ceiling, because she could probably climb up it like a spider with her strength and skills. But two minutes, even less, and he'd be fine. Fine and back in business, nap having helped him recharge.]