She felt somehow as he stirred, slowly waking, and smiled softly, continuing on with her chores. He would come, she knew, she could feel him nearing. A sultry smile slid across her features as she caught the smell of roses clinging to him. "Morning," She replied, turning , finally to greet him, eyebrows raising softly as he held the vibrator out to her, and despite any intentions a flush chasing across her features. "It's ah... well It's my vibrator..." She hesitated, voice soft, even though she had meant for him to find it, she had meant for him to question her. Now that the time had come she found herself blushing, embarrassed.<br/><br/>She knew he knew what she had done with it. That cock in his eyebrow, the lilt in his tone, gave it away. Her eyes slid down, away from his gaze and she shrugged. "It was the you before you were here," she offered the redundant explanation, swallowing as she turned back to the papers she had been straightening for the recycling bin.