It was hard to imagine Marc insecure, anyway. At least about something like this.

And yes, Harley clocked the Star of David, and put it together with a fuzzy recollection of a twitch she'd thought she'd noticed earlier, in an 'oh so there's Significance here' kind of way. Probably best to stay away from that for now, she figured.

Anyway, there had been a question? "Yes, she breathed, excitably, raking her nails slowly down along the center of his chest. "You're so hot." Not news, not a surprise, still worth saying!