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This throws me, forgetting what I’d been about to do. “Me?”

“I mean, surely someone like you isn’t hurting for dates.”

I can feel myself blinking dazedly at her. “Someone like... me.”

“Well, yeah, you know.”

I absolutely do not know, so I tell her so. “I don’t.”

She rolls her eyes, making a slightly frustrated sound. “Oh my God. Obviously, you’re good-looking. And you’re this big fancy chef.” I feel my brows raise, still stuck onobviously you’re good-looking. “I mean... do I need a place to take Sophie when you bring someone home, or is there some sort of sock-on-the-door policy?”

Something about knowing that at this very second Cassie is thinking about me being intimate with someone, even in this strange offhanded capacity... it’s not good. What it does to me. There’s absolutely nothing about it that should be expanded or considered.

“Sock on the door,” I echo dumbly before a dry chuckle escapes me. “No,” I tell her. “You don’t have to worry about that. Between work and Sophie, it hasn’t been an issue for... a while.”

Especially since my last attempt was such a disaster.

But that’s an entirely different story.

I tell myself I am imagining it, the expression on her face that almost looks like relief but is gone as quickly as it comes, knowing that my nonfunctioning brain is just supplying what it wants to see. She’s probably just happy she doesn’t have to be subjected tosomething awkward, and I’m over here thinking things I shouldn’t. Again.

I check my watch, not actually looking at the time. “I’d better go shower. I still have some stuff to do before work.”

“Okay.” I catch her nodding from the corner of my eye, but I still can’t bring myself to look at her fully. “I didn’t mean to chat your ear off,” she continues.

I do look at her then, because I can’t help it. “No, no. You didn’t. Just... lots to do.”

“Sure.”

I push off the couch, giving her a nod before I retreat upstairs to leave her to her schoolwork. I don’t look back at her as I go, mainly because I’m afraid she’ll see how much I want to kick my own ass, but I note that I don’t hear her start to type again until I am nearly out of sight.

Don’t make things weird.

So much for that.

“Can you tease your nipples for me, Cici?”

God, his voice. It’s low and gravelly, but it makes me feel tingly all over. Especially since he seems to know exactly what he wants me to do.

My fingers tweak my nipples, and I can hear his breath huff against his speaker.

“Just like that. They’re so pretty. I bet they taste fantastic.”

I wonder idly if it’s supposed to feel this intimate. I can’t see him, and he doesn’t know my real name.

None of this stops me from coming exactly how he tells me to.

CHAPTER 5

Cassie

I’m just saying, it could be a long con,” Wanda tuts on the other end of the phone that’s pressed against my ear.

I laugh, shaking my head as I flip Sophie’s grilled cheese. “I’ve been here for over a week. I think it’s safe to say they aren’t plotting to kidnap me.”

“You never know.” I hear the clanging of pots on the other end of the line. “I can’t find my damned saucepan.”

“It should be in the cabinet to the right of the oven.”

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