"I know, I'm sorry," she said and slipped inside, brushing against him. "Couldn't be helped, I was in no fit state to entertain." He had a right to know, a little voice in her head reminded her. Casual clients didn't need to know anything about her life, but Melinda knew that Cassius was anything but casual. He'd been paying for her twice a week for the last month and their first time meeting hadn't been... well. Not generally how she started off professional relationships.
Dropping her purse and cloak on a sofa as she walked into his living room, Mel smiled, surprised at just how happy she was to see Cass again.
"I'm better now," she promised. "Ready for whatever you can think up for us tonight, love."