Still turned away from her, as though to make his exit, Jim closed his eyes for a moment to savour the moment. Turning on his heel to face her,"Thats more like it now..." he cooed in sweet, patronising tones,"...tell me, why should I not leave right now? If your man 's not here, what pray tell is my reason to stay?"

He knew what he was doing, he could see something stirring within her, just under the surface. All he had to do was find the right button to push, and who knew what little Molly might be capible of.