She did indeed find his awkwardness endearing; cute, even. Though she would never insult his ego and call him 'cute' out loud. Anne knew better. Anne rolled her eyes and kissed him to try and cut him off. "That was rhetorical, love."

But, since he mentioned it: "Although, let's be honest, you were planning on finding a way to see under my clothes when no one else can. I know you too well by now - your first act would be to shrink down and sneak between my breasts - or inside me while on a mission of some sort."

She could just imagine trying to be covert and doing reconnaissance with Eric shrunk down inside her, teasing her clit and her walls to drive her wild.