"I will take a note of that. I won't do it before you come either. Don't want you turned off because of my stinky hair." He looked at Katherine, placing his hand on his waist. She was sidetracked for a minute, taken by how low his pants hung but then quickly composed herself.

  "I wouldn't mind if you smelled like rotten eggs, to be honest." He shrugged.

  "Now, if that is not love, I don't know what is. You would endure the smell of sulfur dioxide to be with me." She paused and tilted her head to the side. "Why don't we set aside a spa day and we can take care of our skin and hair together on that day?" She pouted.

  "You look like a duck." He threw his head back and laughed but he quite liked that idea. "Let's do that."

  "Why don't we start tonight with a shower?" Katherine suggested slyly. She wouldn't mind some action in the shower in the slightest, even after how satiated she was from the last session. She was greedy and she would always want more. They had actually woken up once and gone at it again.

  "I'll check my calendar to see if I can pen you in," he said with a wink. Knowing that she would have to entice him before he gave in, she sat up and slowly slid out of bed.

  She could feel his eyes follow him as she slightly swayed her h.i.p.s and moved to her closet. She was stark n.a.k.e.d and in the dim light of the room, she looked absolutely divine. She bent over…… of course, out of necessity. Her underwear drawer was at the very bottom and from behind her heard him choke.

  'Good.' A little teasing never hurt anyone. She pulled out a pretty pink pair of underwear which had cost her a pretty penny. She looked over her shoulder as she stepped into the panties and then shimmied them up her legs. His face was priceless. The bra came on too, even though she was slightly reluctant. Next, Katherine pulled out a pair of gym shorts she had never worn to gym (because she never really went to gym) and then an oversized t-shirt.

  'She shouldn't look this good.' Cage thought with a pinched expression. Good thing he was headed to the shower or else he would have pounced on her. She must have been a little sore from how rough he had been with her before and he didn't want her to hurt.

  What they had should never be brought in the same sentence as any sort of discomfort.

  "I'll set up a movie or something while you shower and we wait for the food to be delivered." As he went to the bathroom, she went to the living room. The whole place was still in a bit of a mess, so she picked up after herself and looked around the room one final time before opening the television.

  She felt like watching an animated movie, something for kids, but she didn't know if he would enjoy it. She could fall into the black hole of searching her memory and finding out if he liked a certain movie, but she had to restrain herself. She was not a fan any longer. She was his girlfriend who also happened to be a fan of his work. Now, she knew him and she wanted to know more about him.

  Within ten minutes, he was done.

  "Weren't you a little too quick?" Her expression implied that she was unimpressed but he didn't pay her mind. He hadn't jerked off because he needed to save his energy. If he wasn't reading her wrong, she wanted him as much as he wanted her.

  "Do you want to watch a Disney movie?" Katherine asked trepidly. He nodded vehemently.

  "Actually, it's been a while since I watched something fun. What do you have?" She pointed him towards the shelf of DVDs. "Mm. You still buy DVDs. I don't know what to say. You might as well be contributing significantly to my sales." He chuckled. She looked up and saw him pull out one of his movies.

  "I am a stalker fan. I thought you would already know that!" she said sassily. Feeling slightly playful, she smacked his ass again and tried to escape. Before she could get any further, he pounced on her and grabbed her.

  "Not so fast," he taunted.

  "You should be honored that I am the one paying for your salary. Wouldn't you be broke without me streaming your movies thousands of times a year?"

  He laughed. "I really appreciate that." He kissed her cheek and then went back to perusing through the movies. "Let's watch Beauty and the Beast?" he asked, pulling out the DVD. She nodded and took the offered box. Putting it into the DVD player, she held him by the wrist and dragged him to the couch. His arms lay on her shoulder, pulling her flush against his body as the credits started. Suddenly, his eyes widened and he asked her.

  "Do you have beer at home?" She nodded.

  "I love beer and wine. We always have it stocked in case the apocalypse happens and shops close down." Katherine extracted herself from Cage's embrace and ran to the kitchen to grab a six-pack of beer. Hopefully, he would like this brand as much as she did.

  When she entered the room, the credits were still playing and his eyes were on her. "Is that any good?" he asked, his eyes squinted as he read the label.

  "They are a local brewery. Pretty cheap but tastes amazing." She paused to hand him a can. "Hope this is to your taste, Mr. Famous." Getting comfortable, far more than she should have been in this new relationship, she raised her feet over his thighs and looked at him coyly.

  He had an evil glint in his eyes that she couldn't quite figure out. He placed a single cold digit on her bare thigh, the cold liquid from the can slowly dragging over her heated skin. She shivered but persisted.

  "Didn't know you could stand my lechery," he said with confidence. Katherine perked up.

  "Speaking of lechery, do you think Stephen and Angelina are still alive?"