He considers this for a long moment, leaning back against the counter a little. “I don’t know how this sort of thing usually goes,” he admits, with a wry grin. “But I do know I like this. I know you’ve your husband; and if he does not mind it then neither shall I, but I —“ He laughs and shakes his head. “I am not being clear, I apologize. I would like this to continue, whatever we may call it, if you would as well.”