Chapter 50

                                    

                                          
After dinner, they came back to the apartment and Cassidy asked to watch the crowning ceremony. 
"Now?" 
She smiled. "Yeah."
Kai laughed. "Okay." He could feel her excitement over all of it. He got the TV set up and sat down on the couch next to her. "I've never watched it." 
"No?" 
He shrugged. "I was there. I doubt my mom has either." 
She nodded, and grew quiet for a while. "Your mother is very beautiful," she said. 
He smiled. "She is."
"And I was right." 
He glanced at her. "About what?" 
"You look good in anything or nothing. That tux is no exception."
He laughed, shaking his head. "I guess." 
"Honestly, after hearing your voice on the phone, I was just hopeful that you would be half as good looking as your voice sounded," she admitted. 
"I wondered what you looked like too, though maybe I should have suspected you were my mate when we talked," he said. 
"Can you tell from a phone conversation?" Cassidy asked curiously. 
"No. It's only eye contact, but your voice.. I don't know. It was just .. I think you described it best." She probably could talk him into an orgasm. Hearing her the first time had thrown him off, and for a brief second, he'd thought he'd called the wrong number until she mentioned Clay's name. Then, after he'd got off the phone with her, he kept thinking back to it and wondering what she looked like. He'd been a bit fixated on her, he realized. 
"Why Mr. Remington, you think I could talk you into an orgasm?" she asked with a very pronounced accent. 
He swallowed as her words made his breath catch, arousing him more than he'd expected. "I don't know, Miss. Kennedy. You think you could?" 
She laughed. "No, but I would like to explore your body."
Her words shot desire through him. "I'm yours, Cass. You can do what you want with me."
He felt her desire at his words, though she grew quiet, her eyes on the TV. "Is that Daniel's mate?" 
He looked back at the TV. He'd barely paid attention. "Yes. That's Jenna."
"She looks like your mom," she murmured. 
"Yeah, they could pass for sisters. Jenna was younger than you when she had my mom," Malachi told her. 
"It's over, isn't it?" 
"Pretty much," Kai agreed. 
She stood. "Well, come on Mr. Remington."
He stood as well. "Where are we going?" 
"In the bedroom." She headed down the hall and Malachi stood and followed her.
He stopped inside, wondering what she was doing. 
She turned back to him. "In the middle of the room."
He did as she asked. 
Cassidy walked slowly around him, then lifted his shirt, running her hands over his skin, her touch light and erotic. "Take it off, Mr. Remington." 
Her accent was more pronounced than normal and he quickly pulled his shirt off. She walked around him again, slowly touching him. "Will you get on your knees?" 
He hesitated for a second, surprised by her request. If it was anyone else, he wouldn't. Never. Only when his mother crowned him. 
'Yes for Mate,' Phoenix said, his tail swishing back and forth.