Is that all it takes to earn your trust? [ She quips back dryly as she dresses. ] A couple fucks and one lucky gig?

[ Her eyes do follow his hand when he points down the hallway, but she doesn't seem in any hurry to actually go that way — instead, her gaze returns after a moment, shamelessly coming back to rest on him, sitting there with his dick still out. ]

You're lucky I'm a nice girl, and not some assassin out to cut your throat for a little spending money.