Gina licked her lips, the wetness making them gleam a little in the light of the room as her gaze shifted to the blonde, her head tilting a little as he clenched his jaw. Why was he not answering Her question?<br/><br/>"Don't you agree?" she echoed softly, ignoring the part of her brain that was railing against this - the outfit, the situation, the way she was so very much the woman's willing pet.