“It could, but then, love has its own agenda. Don’t you think?”
“Well, I’m certainly game if you are.”
“Good, I’ll make the call. Get it set up.”
Although she probably should have made those calls Myerson suggested, Cassy decided to head over to her home and finish up. Maggy agreed and they set off.
“What are you going to do for furniture, Cassy?”
“I don’t think there’s any point in replacing my things yet. It would be pointless in case he decides to have another go on the house. Futility in action and costly.”
“Don’t you think he’s done with that little ploy?”
“No, I don’t. I think it’s just the beginning.”
“I sure hope not, Cassy.”
“I’m so afraid he’ll turn his attention to you or my family.”
“Well you don’t have to worry about me, I’m well protected, I’m with you,” she snickered. “And whoever Myerson comes up with.” She giggled. “Think I should have put in a request?”
Cassandra laughed, “Certainly. Let’s see, sexy, smart, adept, good conversationalist, what else?”
“Cassy, you know me too well,” she howled.
They attacked the bedroom and upstairs bath, and were nearly done when Myerson showed up. “Look at you!” Cassy remarked, “Looking all sexy in that cute little get up.”
“Hey, I’m supposed to be in love, remember? That means, relaxed look. Don’t tell me you disapprove,” he said a pained expression upon his face.
“No, not at all. Does the show begin now?”
“It wouldn’t hurt to practice,” he said, pulling her into his arms, “we need to look relaxed and comfortable with each other if this is to be believeable,” he explained. Before she could reply, he kissed her slowly, deliberately, teasing, seeking, tasting. His head spun and his stomach churned. Phew he definitely got more than he bargained for. He noticed, when her eyes opened, they showed signs of shock as well. Neither of them had anticipated this reaction.
“That was something.”
Maggy walked in and turned right back around intending a hasty exit. Ok, then.
“Maggy, you don’t have to leave.”