Sundays were perfect for staying naked and indoors, which is exactly what he intended on doing with Lainie once she slid off his waist and cuddled up beside him. Twice now, she had instigated s*x with him, and he knew both times was merely her hope that her panther would relax and the mating call would ease up on them. He knew it was false hope, though. Once the mating call hit you, you either succumbed to it, or suffered the fatal consequences.
They remained in bed for a little while, and then he kissed her, deciding he would cook them breakfast while they figured out their next moves. He had slipped on his boxers, but nothing else, before leaving her bedroom. He would much rather remain naked, but he would wait until he saw what she did.
As he pulled out what few ingredients she had f
