Kyle hadn't told Cassandra he was spending the night there because he wanted the treatment he would get if he were leaving that day.
Cassandra hadn't permitted him to stay the night either, but something told him she wouldn't refuse him.
She couldn't refuse him because he could smell the pheromones oozing off her skin.
Kyle was glad things were moving smoothly, but this could potentially be the last time he had time with her like this.
Kyle was going to relish it; he ate his fill, and Cassandra took the dishes to the kitchen to wash.
This was a good experience for Kyle; he was being taken care of, and that was something he wasn't used to.
Women tried their best, but they could only do so to the best of their ability, but Cassandra had all the weapons to make him feel this way.
He went into the kitchen at the sound of the faucet running, and it was like Cassandra knew why he was there.
He had waited enough and had an appetite for one more thing, which was her.
