She trailed after him, admiring the line of his back. He began climbing the stairs, and she sighed with pleasure. Every bit of him was gorgeous. Do you mind if I objectify you?Please do, he said over his shoulder. Particularly my knees, as they are oft-neglected.Maybe if you ever got your pants off, they wouldn’t be.It hardly matters, sweet; once they’ve come off, the attention isn’t likely to center on my absurdly handsome knees.