“Come in, love,” Cecilia cooed, pursing her lips outward salaciously.

Although her true intentions still seemed unclear to me, I at least knew what mine were.

“Care to sit back and grace yourself with my presence?” she asked, beginning to stroke her hair absently. “Update me on your life. What have you been up to since our last little escapade?”

“What do you mean?” I asked curiously, still feeling a bit ...