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But I’m ready to do that. More than ready.
“We find a place together that isn’t in my parent’s backyard. Preferably with lots of bedrooms and an office so I can get away from the craziness of the restaurant if I want to. It’ll have a big backyard, maybe a pool, and a basketball hoop in the driveway. We can get a dog, and a fire pit, and—”
“You want to move in together?” she asks, her eyes wide, but I see the hope there.
“Isn’t that what we’re already doing?” My smirk is sarcastic.
“This was born out of necessity, not romance or commitment. I didn’t know if you would want to continue it after …”
“After whatever madman is threatening you and writing on your walls in red paint to signify blood? Yeah, no. I want to keep living together even after that.” What can we do other than add a little levity to this awful situation.
Cassandra seems to consider this a moment, then those long lashes blink up at me. “We’ll have to back up to some woods so you can take me riding on the back of your quad.”
My heart soars like she just gave it the gift of wings. Thinking of that, of our life on some plot of land that is wholly ours … it’s all I’ve ever wanted.
“These have to cook for twenty minutes.” I point to the pizzas, then walk her backward, holding her hips as her ass hits the counter.
“Do they now? Thanks for the education, chef.” She nips at my bottom lip.
My fingers seem to spark as they find the sliver of midriff skin exposed as her top lifts when she winds her arms around my neck. I dig the tips in gently, kneading her flesh.
As quickly as humanly possible, I pop the pizzas in the oven, then I’m back in front of Cassandra. Kneeling, I take her pants and underwear with me as I slide to the floor, her scent putting me in a trance. No matter how many times I taste her, how many times I hear her panting for me, how many times her body shudders when I give it an orgasm, it will never be enough.
I’m an addict, high on the way she looks down at me through worshipping eyes as I flatten my tongue against her.
After I make her come once, savoring her taste on my tongue, I lift her onto the counter and drive into her. The pizzas could be burning, and the whole house could, for all I care. Being one with her is the only thing I can see, hear, or feel when I’m thrusting into her, our eyes locked.
And when I release into her as her pussy flutters around my cock, both of us groaning our climax to the ceiling, I know there is no one on earth I’d rather be with than her.
27
PATRICK
Halloween comes and goes with my whole family, including Cassandra sitting outside the restaurant in costume, handing out candy to the kids in town.
The night is one of my dad’s favorites, and I’m shocked when he compliments my girlfriend’s Elton John costume and then tells her his favorite song by the music star. Even if he’s still not fully on board with our relationship and who her father was, he’s coming around. Probably because Mom is dragging him by the neck, but still.
The end of October means the start of our rush to the holidays. Even if it’s a business killer in the practical sense, my parents always close Hope Pizza on the weekends from Thanksgiving to Christmas. It’s to give our family special time together and the employees a break to be with their loved ones. My nonna also judgmentally says it makes people cook their own food rather than relying on takeout, and that’s good for my generation. I roll my eyes and my accountant brain with all the money we could be making, but I don’t argue it anymore. It seems to be okay for business and does give us some much-needed time off.
Except the weeks leading up to that month are full of prep, book balancing, and people coming in to get their pizza fix before we go on weekend hiatus.
And tonight, the Saturday before Thanksgiving, seems to see more people passing through the front door of the restaurant than I see in a week’s time during the summer.
“What the heck is going on in here?” Cassandra’s hand is laced in mine as I approach the hostess stand, where Mom is frantically rifling through menus.
“August didn’t show up for her shift tonight and we’re slammed. I need you on waitstaff duty.” Mom rushes off before I can ask too many questions.
Shit. August has been showing up late for shifts and seems stressed, but I didn’t think it was so bad. Someone needs to check on her, but we also need all hands on deck. I planned on taking my girlfriend for a quiet meal and some family drinks after the crowd dies down, but it looks like a night of romance is off the table.
“You care if I work for a little?” I turn to Cassandra.
She’s already shrugging out of her coat. “No, in fact, I’ll help. All hands on deck, yeah?”
Seeing her tie a little black apron on should not be as sexy as it is. But more than that, she’s willing to hustle for my family, even if they haven’t fully accepted her. She’s doing it for me, and I realize that I need to lock this woman down before I let more time go on. As it is, I’m head over heels in love with her. If a woman with Cassandra’s career, and with all this town’s put her through, doesn’t mind getting in the trenches at my family restaurant, she’s a keeper. Not that I don’t already know that.
But it speeds up the timeline of the rings that are currently saved in my internet browser.
I put that mental to-do in the back of my head as I pass Alana, who is on her way to the dining room with four glasses of Coke in her hands.
