Katherine could turn every naked step into a performance. Cassandra moved with quiet purpose instead, as though wanting Martin to follow was reason enough to leave the room without looking back. Her restraint drew him just as strongly as Katherine's open invitation had.
Katherine noticed where his attention had settled. She leaned close to his ear and lowered her voice. "Your recovery appears to be going well."
"She has that effect on me."
"Then you should probably follow before she decides to send a formal invitation."
Katherine lifted herself off him and helped him stand. Cassandra had stopped at the entrance to the hallway, one eyebrow raised as she watched them.
"I realize neither of you is accustomed to moving quickly," she said, "but the bedroom is not especially difficult to find."
Martin followed her, with Katherine close behind.
