"Oh good grief, that word, Nick," she says, rolling her eyes even as she's smiling up at him. Maybe to protest that--however mildly--makes her seem a little prim, even incongruously so after what they'd just done, but she doesn't entirely care. "Not that you need any more wicked ideas for next time, but I think you're going to enjoy making me say vulgar things, most of all."

Rosie lets out a quiet breath, nodding in answer to the question. "Vulnerable but good, yes. Like I was being properly punished for being a bit of a brat, especially since I'd already been told not to be."