Wring Pleasure
As Ileus and Anastasia left the room, they heard Iona giggling behind them. Anastasia nudged her elbow in his chest when he walked back to their room with his hand splayed on his hips. "What?" he asked innocently. "I do need your help. You give a lovely head bath. What were you thinking, you dirty mind?"
She shot a dark look at him. "Dirty mind? Are you sure you only need a head bath, you priapic man?" she remarked.
"I wasn't this priapic until I met you, love," he stated as a matter of fact.