"You looked good in my clothes. I wouldn't mind loaning them out again. And with all the hotels I visit, I always leave my brushes behind, so I keep a bunch of new unopened packages of them in the drawer to the left of the sink. You are welcome to one."

He effectively destroyed any argument she would have had, and finally she had to concede with a nod.

"Okay, I'll stay."

He took a step closer, their bodies almost touching, and his head dipped a few inches as ...