The villain in all her mini-skirted, stiletto-heeled glory, one of the good guys who knows who she really is . . . or at least who she really isn’t, and an apartment bathroom with big mirrors and lots of them.
I don’t do many sex scenes in my books, but the villain wants to interrogate the hero in question, the hero is more than willing to be interrogated (up to a point), and it just seemed to fit.
I’m debating handcuffs. And the level of detail I want to hit with this.