Her eyes crossed in frustration then narrowed.<br/><br/>"I'm worth nearly as much as you, and I've got ten times the connections. I don't<em>need</em>or<em>want</em>your money. I want your attention. I want you to notice that I'm alive without me having to remind you of that fact. And, no I don't want to buy a sex slave! I<em>want</em>my husband. But since that's apparently too much to ask, then I might as well buy someone ready and willing to take care of what you won't!"<br/><br/>Her voice wasn't nearly as loud as his, but she had a certain way of inflecting that made it sound like she was shouting without actually doing so.