Her body tenses for a moment as your arm presses against her shoulder, but then she relaxes into it slightly, allowing herself to be led toward your door. "Oh," she says with a laugh that's a little more genuine this time, "so you want me to come over and see what all the fuss is about?"

She leans in close, her voice dropping to a whisper as she eyes your apartment through the crack between the door. "What if I find something... naughty?"

Her heart skips a beat as your strong arms push her further into your apartment, closing the door behind them. She looks around curiously, taking in the sight of your living room for the first time. "So," she says, trying to sound casual despite the pounding of her heart in her ears, "what kind of things have you been up to that keep you up all night?"

Her eyes fall on a pair of handcuffs hanging from a hook by the door. She smirks at them, feeling a tiny thrill run through her body.