Good dick.

[ The quip is out of her mouth before her brain even registers it. Sometimes she really can't help herself. ]

Malcolm, I'm not with you because I want you to save me.

[ Harley turns to face him. It's a little awkward in a tub, but the luxury bath is big enough to make it work. She holds his face in her hands and kisses him gently. ]

You're a good man. You're good to me. I don't deserve it, and you even think that I do.

[ She presses her forehead against his and trails her fingers down his neck, over his chest. ]

I've been the only one protecting me for my whole life. It's gonna be a while before I figure out how to let someone help.