Cass couldn't help laughing. He tried, but she was so utterly adorable like this that it was impossible not to want to kiss her and want to laugh all at the same time.
'Do a guy a favour and get out, will you,' he said to the cat, who tilted his head - but stayed. 'I am the reason you're not castrated, you know,' he added to the cat. Another tilted head, a stretch a yawn and Mischa slanted out of the room with a disinterested waive of his tail.
'See it's all about wording it right,' he said with a smirk, pulling her closer. 'And what's wrong with a perfectly good and stable table - or a sofa - or the floor - or the wall...' he said waggling his eyebrows.