'Do make use of that mobile phone of yours and take a photograph,' said Laurent, unable to suppress a rush of ungracious mirth at the thought of it. Courage was not something Laurent was certain Aimeric possessed, and the thought of Damen approaching him with any kind of fury was pleasing. The upturn of his mouth relaxed into something sweeter, and he pressed his fingers into the space between the hem of Damen's trousers and his skin.

'I will reward you in advance, if you like.'