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Whatever. At least he’d know. She’d teach him.
Within moments, her phone lit up, flashing with an incoming message.
I had no idea he was going to do it
I had no part in it, but I understand you feel betrayed
For what it’s worth, I’m sorry
“Bullshit,” she muttered. “What a crock.”
For what it’s worth, I DON’T forgive U. I can’t believe that a professional would stoop to the level U did. Your agency is a joke, and U…
Cassidy blew out a breath, shaking her head and staring daggers at the screen, willing him to respond so she could continue that sentence.
Can we talk about this face to face? I have some things I’d like to show you
“Ha!” She laughed, but it held no humour. Oh, if only he was there. She cracked her knuckles, wishing she could actually take out her frustration on him.
Sure, why the hell not. @ Depraved
His response was immediate.R U drunk?
She shook her head, disgusted.What? Coming in on your white stallion to rescue me? You’d be the last person I’d call
B there in 15
Cassidy glared at her phone, incensed. How dare he? The pompous arse actually thought he’d go there to keep her safe? As if anything he could say would make a difference. She wanted to see him one time. Just once to punch him in his beautiful face and break that perfect nose of his. Then, she wanted him out of her life and away from her career. She was sick of looking over her shoulder and getting kicked in the nuts when she let her guard down, even for a moment.
“So did it hurt?” She looked up to see a cute older man, who reminded her far too much of her dad, sliding onto the seat next to her on the tall bar table.
“What?” It was a mental leap to shift from the POS on her phone to the man in front of her. Who was he?
“When you fell from heaven. Did it hurt?”
Cassidy blinked at him. That was by far the worst pickup line she’d ever heard. Was that what he was trying to do? Pick her up? She giggled, clamping her hand over her mouth to stop it from spilling out and offending the poor guy. His lip twitched, and she couldn’t hold her laugh in.
“I’m sorry, but that—”
“Is the worst pick up line ever, I know. But it got you to smile.”
“I’m here with friends. I’m not looking to hook up.” He nodded and pointed to her phone.
“If they’re making you that upset, it’s time to trade them in.”
She smiled, her mood lifting with every moment. “Thank you, I’m good.”
“Sir, I think it’s time you leave.” Her spine straightened, and her skin prickled. She’d recognize that voice anywhere. It had invaded her dreams and her every waking moment. But while he’d been painting the picture of a future Cassidy had never dared to imagine could come true, his boss had been screwing her over. The first time she’d been tag-teamed, and there’d been no happy ending for her.
Denyer stood in her personal space, sliding his hand into her hair in a show of possession. Cassidy clenched her fists, her nails making half-moon indents into her skin. “Hi, baby,” he added, leaning close to nuzzle her face. Denyer didn’t kiss her, but he came close to it. Cassidy’s rage flared again, and she gripped his chest between her forefinger and thumb and twisted hard. He hissed, and Cassidy registered what she’d grabbed—his nipple. It gave her a grim sense of satisfaction knowing she’d dished out a little of the sweet-tasting revenge she craved.
Cassidy looked away from him, turning to the man who’d made her smile, ready to apologize for their rude interruption. But he was nowhere to be found.
“You need to step back,” Cassidy directed.
His breath ghosted along her throat, sending a ripple of awareness through her. Her nipples peaked, hardening from the weight of his stare. His voice was a low rumble, close to her ear. “You need to let go of my nipple.” Shock struck her, and Cassidy reared back, immediately releasing him. Her breath hitched, and heat flashed through her body.
“Why are you here? I told you I didn’t need rescuing.”
