7. Cassi
7
CASSI
I’m in love.
I know it sounds wildafter just a week with Jordanbutit’s how I feel, it’s what I know. Being with him ishow every girl dreams the love of their life would unfold…
Well, maybe not every girl.
I wake up in Jordan’s arms and sometimes it’s with him kissing my neck, other times with me dotting kisses along his insanely hot body. Yesterday morningIwoke up to find his head buried between my legs.
What is this life?
We can’t seem to get enough of each otherbutit’s not just theamazing, earth-shattering sex…even though that’s a huge plus.
I mean, huge.
But we eat our meals together,laughingandtalkingandgettingto know one another. Like…we really talk. Aboutmy overprotective father and Jordan’s neglectful father.Jordan’s pleased that my dad seems totrulylove his mom and that she’s finally happy. He shares with me the stresses of his job, aka running one of the largest tech firms in the country, and how he has a difficult time not working too much.
I eventellhim about my dreams of traveling the world and writing about it, and instead of laughing, heencouragesme to go for it. “You’re young and if that’s what you think will feed your soul, you have to do it.Don’t let something like this be the thing you regret later.”
Yeah, I’m totally in love with this man.
Which isn’t just crazy, it’s not smart either. He doesn’t live here and he’ll be going back to Chicago—where his business and his lifeis at—anyday now. Notto mentiontheinconvenientfactthatDad and Roniwill behome tomorrow. Yikes . If only they knew the thoughts running though my head.
But that’s why I’m determined to make today extra special.I haveona new bikini that’s a little more than two scraps of fabric held together by sea green strings. Mybrown hair is covering my shoulders in beachy waves and I haveona light summery makeup with a bit of shimmer on my lips.There, that ought to do it.
Dinner is slow roasting in the oven while soft music plays throughout the house and the pool area.The tiramisu I spent all morning on is cooling in the fridgeandwell, there are a few surprises upstairs for later.
“Holy hell, itsmells good in here.”Jordan’s low voice startles me out of my thoughts and Ismackasmileon my faceas I hear him head towards the kitchen.“What is that smell?”
I turn around. “Dinner. It’ll be ready in an hour or so. How was your meeting?”
His blue gaze rakes over mybodyhot and heavy before he licks his lips. “Good. I got what I want,now it’s time to get what I need .”
“You like?” I ask and twirl so he can get the full effect of my bikini.
Jordan nods, stalking towardsme until I’m outside. “I love it so much, I’m going to peel it off instead of ripping it off you.”
“A swim, you say?”I bite back a laugh and run off, diving into thedeep end of the pool.I pop up with a laugh only to find Jordan stripped down and glaring at me. “Come in, thewater is perfect.”
“You’re perfect,” he growls and jumps in, pulling me towards him before crushing his mouth against mine.
My heart swoons and skips at his tone, gruff and growly,but more sincere because ofit. He’s not a man who spouts out just anything, he means every word. “Hi,” I say breathlessly when we part.“I missed you today.”
“Same,” he grunts and cups my ass, his fingertips grazing where I’m already hot and pulsing for him. “I couldn’t wait to get back here to see you. To taste you.”
“Jordan,” I moan as one thick digit of his barely breaches my opening.
“You’re already wet for me, baby girl.”
I smile. “You look hot in a three-piece suit…and out of it.” He rewards me by spinning us around so my back is against the pool wall, two fingers plunging in and out of my pussy. “Jordan, I….I want to feel you. Just you.”
With a low growl, he pulls me closer and in one long thrust, he’s buried deep inside of me, making me feel the way only he can.Making me feeleverything from the tips of my hair to the bottom of my feet. The addition of the pool makes me feel like I’m floating, which is perfect because that’s how all of me feels,so light and so free. Like I’m floating.
“Cassi, baby. You’re so goddamn tight.”
“You’re so big ,” I pant in his ear. “But you’re all I want.” Something I said triggers Jordanandhe pounds into me mercilessly, hard and deep, the perfect rhythm that my body responds to instantly. I come so quickly and so intensely, I’m on the verge of passing out. “I love you.”The words fall from my lips on their own and I’m too satisfied,too high on this feeling to regret it.
“Just what the fuck is this?”
We both freeze at the sound of my father’s voice. Oh my God.
Please tell me I’m hearing things…
But as I turn and look up, I can see the angry expressions on Dad’s and Roni’s faces as I begin fixing my bikini. “Dad, h-hey.”
“Mom,” Jordan sayseasily. “Good trip?”
“I asked you both a question!” Dad roars. “Whatever you two are doing can’t happen. It’s inappropriate, dammit. You’re family!”
“I’ve met him once before now andwe’ve gotten to know each other this week!And not as brother and sister,”I shoot back.
And oh hell, the expression on my dad’s face is thunderous. He’s too used to getting hisownway in every aspect of life. “Continue this, whatever the fuck you both think you’re doing,andI will cut you off, Cassi.”
I sighheavilybecause it’s the same old argument, the onehe constantly uses to keep me in line.I look to Roni for help but she’s nodding her agreement.
“That’s fair,” she says, still bobbing her head.
I look to Jordan, waiting for him to say something. Anything . He keeps quiet and my heart just feels like it’s breaking. Is he not going to fight for me? For us?
“Good,” Dad says. “I’m glad you both are thinkingclearlynow.”
His words only serve to piss me off even more.“You know what, Dad, you’re right. I am thinking clearly now and soyouwant to cut me off? Fine. Do it now so you can stop holding it against me to force me to do what you want.”I shake my head and push Jordan away, lifting myselfuptoclumsilyclimb out of the pool.“You got to live your life fully. You fell in love not once, but twice! But for somereasonI don’t deserve to live life to the fullest?Wellscrew that.Your love and moneycomeswith conditionsandI’m no longer interested.” I have no clue what my plan is when I rush into the house and up to my room,heartpacing as I scan my closet after just rambling away.
I grab my phone from the nightstand and tap on my best friend’s smiling face. “Margo, I need you. Can I stay with you for a while?”
Without skipping a beat, mybestieanswers, “Always.As long as you need.Want me to pick you up?”
“No.” I let out a sigh as heavy as the weightpressingon my chest. “I’ll be there soon.” Ending the call, I hurry around my room and quickly pack a suitcase while the low strains of Dad’s voice sound from the yard. A quick tap on my favorite rideshare app and I slip out the front door without a word to anyone.
For the first time in my life, I’m on my own. There’s no turning back now.