She let out a snort, but she was grinning as they shuffled, and he had that tone that dipped down and made something low in her belly tighten, then flip. "I could be talked into forgetting to put something on when I wake up. A big bed, huh?"

Jess was already starting to mentally pick out places she'd seen that weren't that dissimilar. What would work best, what wouldn't. A lot of warehouse conversions had basically an entire open floor plan, so that gave them a lot of space to work with. To piece together how they wanted in a way that worked best for him. She already knew that there'd be a section, if not a whole wall, dedicated to targets and knives. The fact that he wanted a tub to soak in had her smiling, glad he was thinking of indolent things, things he wanted, so she could get a better picture.

"Sunk into the floor or raised on a platform?"