Katie measured his every tiny movement, calculating, memorizing, filing away.<br/><br/>She looked up at him, the challenge barely restrained from her voice, but clear in her glittering eyes. "Are you kidding me?" She tried to sound very grown-up and even haughty. "I probably suck in bed. I wouldn't know." She kept her voice cold and steely, but inside she was shrinking in fear.<br/><br/>She glanced to where he'd patted the bedspread. "Is it so hard for you to get laid, you have to buy your girls? Damn. That's pretty sorry."