Being just at home, Jaime had his tie loosened and the sleeves on his shirt pushed up, jacket discarded...somewhere, although he still wore his suit slacks. "Start of business Monday," he said, trying to ignore the lips touching his sensitive ear. "So it has to be done this week. I see what you're trying to do, dumbass, you're not as subtle as you think." Jaime did want to finish his work...but he was also kindof desperate for a distraction, so he wasn't pulling away. If it was really a rejection, he'd make it much clearer.