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“Just what I heard in the diner for breakfast. Jessica, her friend, was gossiping about you screwing some woman in the backyard.”
Slade smiled. Darla had kept him entertained over the weekend. She was a regular at the gym and had been panting after him for some time. He’d needed the release, so it was just easy to take home what was offered. Of course, when Sunday night came, and he’d had his fill, he’d kicked her ass to the curb.
He hated it when women seemed to get dreams in their eyes that they had no right to get. Slade was honest and upfront with every person he was with. He fucked, and he loved to do it. His dick liked a variety of pussy, and there was no way he was settling down. At thirty-six, he’d tried to settle down, but it just wasn’t for him. He’d never cheated on a woman in his life, though. The relationship had gone sour when he was younger because he just couldn’t handle turning into a bore. His girlfriend had gone from kinky to straitlaced sex the moment he’d put an engagement ring on her finger. His parents’ marriage had been a shambles. His mother was miserable with his father’s constant cheating. His father hated his mother because he felt trapped in the marriage. It always pissed Slade off because his father was just as much to blame, and yet at times it was like his father blamed him and his mother.
Growing up in that shit had been a nightmare. When he saw the same thing repeating for him, he had to get out, so he broke off the engagement, and hadn’t been serious about a woman since.
“I wasn’t seen.” And the moment he’d heard kids, he’d lost all desire to fuck. Taking his little party inside, he’d been unable to focus. Hearing Cassie laugh had drawn him to watch her in the garden. He wondered if she even knew that from his bedroom there was the perfect view of her backyard. Many nights he’d spent watching her. She was the one woman who didn’t fawn all over him or try to impress him. She was always polite to him.
He’d done everything he could to try to get a rise out of her. Fucking women in his backyard when he knew she was out there had been part of it as well. Just once, he wanted to see her lose control.
“It doesn’t reflect well on me or that badge. I don’t want my office to be made a laughingstock, do you understand me?”
“Yes, I do, and I won’t. Good. It just so happens that Jessica is a gossip, so it’s not that big of a deal, but please consider me when you act next time.”
Slade took pride in his badge, and he’d never do anything to disrespect it.
“So, erm, what’s Cassie’s deal?” he asked.
Not once had she complained about him, and it made him wonder whether or not she was even real. No one was that good, or that ignorant. There had to come a point where she’d just snap at him.
“What do you mean?” Daniel shoved a file into a stack.
“You know, she’s very secretive, and I notice you’re protective of her.”
Daniel sighed. “It’s … complicated.”
“I can handle that.” Slade took a seat and looked across the desk. Daniel rubbed the back of his head.
“She didn’t have the best time growing up. Her mother bailed when she was ten, and the only good thing her dad could do was get drunk and arrested. Most of her weekends were spent here. Each time her father would promise it was the last time, but still she was here. I watched as her belief turned to acceptance. He’d say the same stuff, and I knew she didn’t believe him. The light in her eyes died a little more. It didn’t help that kids could be cruel. After a time, I think Cassie just stopped caring.”
Slade saw that Daniel felt responsible for her. “She doesn’t trust easily.”
“No. I don’t ever expect her to either.”
“Is the dad still in the picture?”
“No. Cassie’s a good woman.”
Slade knew she was a kind woman. No one had anything bad to say about her, apart from the whole trailer trash comment. He didn’t really listen to that shit. Cassie was a hard, dedicated worker.
Daniel trusted her, and so did Slade.
“I’m not paid to gossip about my employees. Get to work, Slade.”
He was dismissed. Leaving Daniel’s office, he made his way to the coffee machine. His own drink was cold. Cassie was staring at a computer screen with a pen in her hand. She had on a pair of glasses, which made her look so damn sexy. Her brown hair was tied into a bun at the base of her neck.
The way she looked reminded him of the librarians in porn flicks. Any minute now she would let out a sex tigress, but alas, that didn’t happen either.
“Do you need anything?” she asked, her gaze landing on him even though her head didn’t move. She had that way of assessing that seemed to turn him on.
Yeah, your lips around my dick.
“I hear Jessica was gossiping about me today,” he said.
“What about?”
“The noises coming out of my house over the weekend.”
