Charles glanced to the table, only briefly, then back down at Cass. He figured he would save that for later. Besides, now he was distracted.
He bit his lip, watching every movement that he made with hooded eyes. His expression was hard to read--he looked pleased, but he wasn't smiling. Not even a little. He leaned closer, supporting himself on one elbow as he placed a kiss on Cassidy's lower lip, sucking gently. That was it. Nice and easy.