Her offer could have entailed any number of things, and while Ben’s expression remained largely impassive, he was clearly intrigued.

Stepping away from the counter, he moved silently towards the back of the apartment. He stepped out of his boots, pulling his shirt over his head and dropping it into the laundry basket. In the adjoining bathroom, he washed his hands, and after quickly brushing his teeth, he splashed a bit of water on his face.

While he sat on the edge of the bed to wait for her, a few damp strands of his hair fell over his forehead, shadowing his eyes from view.