Page 17 of F*cker Next Door


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Daniel laughed. “Cassie would never do that. Oh well, we’ll see. I’ve got to head out to the old pastor’s place. He thinks someone has broken into his church again.”

“Okay. I’ll man the office.” He smiled at Daniel, and watched the older man walk away. There was no way in hell that he was falling for Cassie. He was a guy that loved a variety of women, that loved to fuck.

So he’d not been with a woman in a couple of weeks. That didn’t mean anything. He needed time to recuperate. There was no way a guy could be this damn handsome and not need time to gather his strength. He wasn’t falling for his neighbor. Sure, he found her cute, and sexy, but that was what he felt for a lot of women. They were cute and sexy.

Running fingers through his hair, he sighed. He was losing his mind, and he had to get laid.

“Four across, something big,” Cassie said, coming to his door, and holding a newspaper.

She wore a pair of black pants, and a white shirt. Whenever she was working she always wore something conservative. He’d seen her in jeans, and even a dress when she’d been at home.

Why was he obsessing about what she wore?

Why did he even care?

“My dick. That’s big.”

She rolled her eyes. “I misread. Something else for big—huge. That’s four letters across, and that goes with height, which is down. Yay.”

“My dick is huge, just so you know.”

“Why does everything have to be about sex with you?”

He shrugged. “Because sex is the what the world revolves around.”

“Sounds quite shallow to me. Just saying.” She held her hands up.

“Really? You think two people connecting in the most basic way is shallow?” he asked.

“All those women you … dated, did you feel connected to them? Did you have a baser instinct to mate with them? For them to be the mother of your child?”

“Fuck no.”

“Then it’s all really shallow. You used them to get off.”

“And I liked it, and so did they. I have a way of making a woman scream for more.”

“Cool. I’ll leave you to that.”

She left his office and went back behind her desk.

Gritting his teeth, he was determined to prove to everyone that he was not falling for Cassie. She was going to stay in the neighbor column of his life. He didn’t want to connect with anyone. He’d seen firsthand what it did to his parents, and he was determined to never settle down.

When it was time to leave, he headed home, and without going to Cassie’s place, even though he saw Jessica’s car there, he got changed into some jeans, and a shirt, before heading out.

He drove toward the best bar in town, which was out on the high road, and served people from at least five different towns. It was a huge place, that also opened out onto the back, in the summer. Howard’s joint served food, beer, and had a live band as well.

Slade had picked up many of his conquests here.

Getting to the bar, he slapped his hands on the counter, and gave Bethany his sexiest smile. “Hello, beautiful, how are you?”

“Well, well, well, I didn’t think I’d be seeing Slade Coal again. It’s been what, a couple of months now?”

“I’ve been busy. Had a lot to do.”

She smirked, flicked her dyed blonde hair, and winked at him. “Well, honey, you can certainly do me any time you like. You know I love it dirty as can be.”

He certainly did, and that woman had taught him a thing or two. She was in her fifties, and been divorced seven times already. The irony was, she had divorced her men for cheating on her.

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