Cathryn rubbed her hair after a quick, careful shower and went out. Her man was already sitting on the bed and reaching a long leg on the edge as he saw her, beckoning with his blue eyes.

She walked over joyfully, laying her head on Keith's lap like it was supposed to be there, and he pulled a hair dryer naturally out of the drawer.

He set the dryer low so they could talk. Then, speaking of the guests today, he explained to her the unfamiliar faces and their relations with the family.

They randomly chatted, and as Cathryn was relaxed and feeling tired, she felt something against her neck...