[ as far as he's concerned, she has every right to be skeptical. he is at every turn when dealing with strangers. ( he's confident in his ability to get through whatever crops up but that doesn't mean he doesn't prefer having a warning of some kind about what he's getting into. ) luckily, she's not in complete darkness. he left a light on in the hallway by mistake and it illuminates the rest of the room decently enough.

her assessment makes him laugh for several reasons. one, she's so honest. she puts it out there. she isn't afraid to be blunt or to say the wrong thing and two, her word choice. okay, three, the way she's smiling at him doesn't hurt. he pushes the door shut behind them and tosses his keys on the coffee table without sparing much of a glance towards them. he has eyes for only Caroline again and he takes one step towards her for the two she takes back. his strides are longer than hers and it puts them much closer together but he leaves a small gap, in case she gets cold feet. ]

I wouldn't be so hasty. You've only seen the living room. [ he doesn't skip a beat, too unwilling to give her a reason to doubt him. ] Don't worry, bondage and flogging aren't really my thing.