He could easily tell where her eyes were focused, and he smiled with amused affection; she'd stated on more than one occasion that she loved his hands, and she certainly spent a fair amount of time watching them. It was always flattering to have certain parts of yourself supremely adored by the person you loved.

Finally, the last button was undone. Very slowly, he caressed her shoulders as he pushed the shirt off of her.

"You want that massage now?"