...Not the answer she expected.
Maya's cheeks flushed at his words, at his bold assertion that he wished to get beneath her skirts, heat spreading up to her ears and down her neck. It shouldn't have been so shocking to her--what man didn't? She was gorgeous! She just sort of assumed that of course men wanted her. And yet it was, perhaps, because she actually cared about his opinion that she found his words flattering and exciting in a fresh new way.
And then things got deeper. Unexpectedly.
Maya's eyes went wide.
He...wanted to know if he could love her?
Maya froze and just stared at him, the temperature in her veins rising, meeting his tortured look with one of shock as her heart did a flip. For a moment, she couldn't think, couldn't speak. What did one even say to that? What was she supposed to think or feel? Being the object of one's desire was one thing. Being the object of one's affection--even potentially--that was entirely new.
Luckily, Lex filled in the emptiness.
"It...it was both distracting and adventurous, I will say," she said slowly, still trying to register what just happened. And maybe it was just that her body was still burning after their closeness and kisses, but... "But you know, there can be more of them. More adventures and distractions. More days."
She cleared her throat and straightened her dress, tossing her hair. Oh, but she didn't want to seem too needy. Too desperate. It wasn't becoming of a lady and besides, if he rejected the idea...well, it would be far less crushing and embarrassing if she didn't seem so keen on the idea. Like it was just a casual suggestion, no risk involved.
"At your discretion, of course. You did a fine job of blending with my servants."
But despite her outward coolness, her heart was beating fast, her mind focused on the word "love". And would she want him to love her? Did she want to find out?