Cass laughed out loud. 'Miles, you say...well now there is a man I haven't been in bed with,' he chuckled. 'He's one of these annoying people who claims he's straight, though in all honesty I'm not so sure I've ever been tempted to even try.' He smirked. 'With you in the mix however...well it suddenly seems a lot more tempting. Then again I do like to focus all my attention on someone as gorgeous as you.'
He couldn't help his eyebrow from shooting up at her next phrase. 'Rise above? When there is revenge to be had? What's the point? It's not nearly as much fun?' Not to mention that he couldn't get into his manor but that was a different matter.
He could see the glint in her eyes and leaned forwards with a smile on his lips. 'Cynthia Vaisey, a dreadful creature. Vapid, vain, with no brain what so ever. Not to mention that she keeps insisting on marrying a man who's regularly fucking someone else - while still demanding that he's faithful.' He shook his head. He had nothing but contempt for his cousin. 'And I'll at least try to kiss the professor,' he said. 'Or someone else, or many people...why settle for one after all,' he said with a chuckle.
He reached out and brushed away a stray lock from her face, letting his thumb lightly run down her cheek and slender neck. 'As much as I'd like you there, I do understand. Just see what you feel like and go with your instinct. You always did have good instincts.'