She started the journey, each step an echo of her increasing commitment to follow him. Her heart seemed to thump loudly in her chest. Rangi's slim figure had turned away from her, appearing fully engaged with Stephen. As she drew closer, she started to hear their conversation, something about painting. But she knew he focused on her; his fingers beckoned her and she came, drawn in as on a line. He pulled her close, and kissed her lightly. "It was lovely to meet you again," said Stephen. "I look forward to seeing your birds." Cassie smiled. "The fish was exquisite. I'm pleased Rangi brought me here." She felt his hand caress her fingers, teasing, barely-touching them, but the storm of sensation they brought tore her focus from his uncle. With pressure on her back, Rangi indicated she should precede him, and she walked out to the entrance, knowing his gaze was drinking in every flex of her ass.
