Cassie was still getting use to the "walk" of shame home from Brays place. He really was a good guy and the sex was awesome, even though the wife additive was still an odd thing to her. Even before she landed on the balcony she could smell the food cooking and through the door she could see him dancing around. She stood there, in yesterday's clothes, and watched him for a moment with a small smile on her face, before sliding it open.
She was thankful that Bray let her shower at his place before coming home, though she was sure her jacket still smelled like bar. The blonde smiled more and stifled a laugh when she heard his deep singing voice. The scene was precious and she wished her phone was charged enough to record it.
"What's the occasion, Ralph?" She asked walking further in and leaned over the breakfast bar separating the dinning room from the kitchen.