Oh so not fair. She takes a good long look at him, admiring the planes of his chest, his shoulders, his pecs (she doesn't even notice the scars anymore; they're simply part of him), his stomach, that light dusting of dark fur disappearing down... She has to close her eyes for a moment to catch her breath.

He might hear that little exhalation, that 'oh' of appreciation. It came from beside his desk, not five feet away.