Lord Vance watched her leave, noting the slight sway of her hips as she walked and her elevated pulse. If all kept going this well, he would take more than his evening meal from this young woman later. Part of him already debated whether he wanted to be gentle or rough with her, and which one she might enjoy more. Or if maybe he should wait, and merely kiss her tonight after he'd had his fill.<br/><br/>When she returned and knocked on the door, he still stood beside the tub with his towel wrapped around his waist. He ensured that the towel was not about to fall and commanded, "Come in," through the door.