"Mmm. So that's a yes." Marcie smiled sweetly at Tragos. "Come on. Lets go get the stuff in." She did feel a wash of relief, because he was so reserved and withdrawn it was hard to judge with him exactly what he was after. Except when he was sticking his hand between her legs, of course.
She got up from the bed and found her kaftan, pulling only that back on before heading back outside to fetch her overnight bag. She turned around with a grin and flashed Tragos as she opened the car door.