She turned to face him. The first two buttons on her shirt were undone. Thing like that, the effect depends on how far apart the buttons are. If they’re close together, it doesn’t mean much. But these were well spaced out, maybe three or four inches between each of them. ‘It’s Jodie, isn’t it?’ she said. He nodded. ‘Of course it is.’ ‘Wasn’t for her, you’d want to, right?’ ‘I do want to,’ he said. Then he paused. ‘But I won’t,’ he said. ‘Because of her.’ She looked at him, and then she smiled. ‘I like that in a guy, I guess,’ she said.
What a tramp.
