Twenty-Three | Cassidy
Twenty-Three
Cassidy
M y body was tingling as my mind raced to process what had just happened.
Did I just have sex with Sean in the bathroom at Waldon’s?
Yes.
Was it utterly and amazingly fantastic?
Yes.
Did I regret it?
Surprisingly, no.
I didn’t have time to try to process why that initial wave of regret didn’t come because we were too busy trying to put our clothes on right before we got busted together in the bathroom.
“I’ll go out first,” he said, his voice soft as a whisper.
I nodded and checked my appearance in the mirror to make sure it didn’t look like I had just been thoroughly fucked.
He slowly opened the door and stepped outside, leaving it open a crack. I reached for the handle and went to open it when he yanked it shut, startling me.
“Hey, Gabe,” Sean said a little too loudly. “How’s it going.”
“Good.” I could hear the uncertainty and confusion in his voice as he answered. “Just working.”
“Yeah. Same here. Busy, busy, busy.”
“Okay...”
I pressed my ear to the door, trying to hear better.
“Um, are you going in there, or can I use the restroom?” Gabe asked.
“Oh. No. I’m um... I’m done. But you can’t use this one.”
I pressed the palm of my hand to my forehead and cringed. He was going to find out what happened between me and Sean unless Sean could come up with a believable lie on the spot.
“Why not?”
“It’s... out of order.”
“Are you sure? I thought the other one was. I’ve been using this one for the past few days.”
“Yeah. I need to let Bruce know, but this one is all clogged up. And it stinks. You don’t want to go in there.”
“Oh. Alright. I guess I’ll use the one by the breakroom. Thanks.”
I covered my mouth to keep from laughing and waited for Sean to open the door.
“The coast is clear,” he said, opening the door for me to come out.
Before I could ask what that was about, I looked up to find Rachel heading in our direction with a knowing smirk on her face.
I was still standing in the doorway as Sean attempted to scoot out of the way, but as her grin spread wider, we both knew we’d been caught.
“Hello,” she said, practically singing her words. “What’s going on back here?”
“Nothing,” I lied, feeling the heat burn my skin as my face flushed.
Sean shoved a hand through his hair and looked the other way.
“I was sent to come find Sean,” Rachel said, still grinning as she looked between us. “You have some cute little customers up front asking for you.”
I furrowed my brow and looked at him.
“Carly and Jocelyn,” she added as he seemed equally confused.
“Ahh,” he replied, grinning as he nodded. “Thank you. I’ll head up there now.”
I stepped out of the bathroom and let the door shut behind me as we waited for Sean to be gone.
“Oh. My. God,” Rachel squealed, pulling me to the side so it would look like we were working on something instead of messing around on the clock. “Did you and Sean just ahem in the bathroom?”
I chewed my lip as I debated on how to answer her. It wasn’t like she didn’t already know, so it was just a matter of whether I wanted to come clean and have someone to talk to about this or continue to play stupid and lie to her.
“Maybe,” I answered, still fidgeting.
“What do you mean, maybe ? I mean, I get that it had to be a quickie, but was he so fast he didn’t even stick it in all the way, or was it so bad that you’re not sure if it counts as sex?”
“Rachel!” I shrieked, covering my mouth as I giggled. “Stop it!”
“What? You’re the one who said maybe. I’m just trying to figure out what it means.”
“It means that, yes, we just hooked up in the bathroom at work.”
Goosebumps covered my skin as I remembered the way his body had felt against mine and how good he had fucked me.
“Okay, now we’re getting somewhere,” she said, pulling out a handful of cheese and cracker sets that we kept selling out of up front. “So, what does this mean? Are you guys back together again?”
I shook my head, grabbing a stack and walking alongside her as we headed back into the store.
“No,” I hissed. “We are definitely not getting back together. It was just a quick hookup between two people who once dated. That’s all.”
“Like a friends-with-benefits situation?”
“No, because we would have to be friends for that to happen. I don’t know what to call it. An enemies to fuckers situation? Is that a thing?”
“I don’t think so. Plus, don’t you both have to hate each other in order for it to be enemies?”
“Trust me, I’m pretty sure Sean hates me as much as I hate him.”
“I seriously doubt that. Have you seen the way he looks at you? Do you remember how he stepped in to take care of you when you fell?”
“Yeah, but he was just being nice because he felt obligated.”
“Says who?”
I shrugged, not sure how to answer that question.
“Me?”
“Well, I would venture to say you’re wrong. You might not see it, but everyone else does.”
“See what?” I asked as we walked into the store and headed toward the display where the boxes needed to go.
“That he’s madly in love with you. He always has been, Cassidy.”
I looked up to find his gaze on mine as he stood in front of two little girls who were bouncing excitedly in front of him. His mother looked up, wondering what had caught his eye and gave me a warm smile and waved. I waved back and then returned my focus to the display.
I didn’t have time for emotions right now, especially the kind that made me feel all warm and fuzzy over a guy I once wanted to stab like a voodoo doll.