Ivannya blushed even brighter at that, open mouthed and gasping. She looked pleadingly at Barba, not wanting to be left so teased, and he smiled darkly and nodded to her. She perked up and did the fastest crawling she'd ever done, hurrying into the study, where the door was firmly then closed.

"It's odd, usually he leaves the door open for us to join in if we want," Jamie murmured, drawing in to himself.

"But I doubt he wants the pizza guy to be allowed to see her lose it," Hendrick said sensibly, flushed himself, and ruffled Jamie's curls. "It seems he's in a very possessive mood." He grinned mischeviously. "Maybe we should answer the door on our knees too."