I shrug, not at all concerned with the details. “We can come back and get it later.”
“But why wouldn’t I just take it now so I don’t have to backtrack later? Besides, what are you even driving?”
“A rental.”
“Why would you rent a car when you’re leaving tomorrow?”
Letting out a heavy sigh, I shake my head before looking around, ensuring we are alone as I cup her face and bring her lips to mine. She goes speechless the instant we touch and when I pull away, I rest my forehead against hers.
“Because I wanted to spend more time with you, where it’s just the two of us. Now will you stop being so goddamn argumentative and get in the fucking car.”
She looks up at me dazed before roughly swallowing.
“I still have ten minutes on the clock.”
I nod. “Then I’ll wait.”
Dropping my hold on her, I turn and take several steps towards the chairs in the waiting room. Sitting down, I rest one foot against my knee as I gesture for her to continue with her day. She falters for a moment before moving to her desk, taking a seat as her mouse begins clicking. Her fingers fly across the keyboard occasionally before she makes a few phone calls about past due bills which I can immediately tell is a huge discomfort for her. As I sit back watching her, I can’t help but have a million thoughts run through my mind.
Does she like her job? Does she wish she could do something else? What are her dreams? Her desires? It’s just now hit me that besides where she lives and works and her proclivities in the bedroom, I really know nothing about this woman. Yet, she’s entranced me from the moment our eyes met in that club and no matter how hard I tried to fight it, I knew it would be a losing battle from the start.
Once her shift is over, she moves to the back, grabbing her purse and coat before turning the lights off in the waiting room. The girl from before who she calls Maddie pokes her head out and says goodbye, eyeing me suspiciously. I hold the door open for Cassi, resting my hand on her lower back as I guide her towards the rental car.
“You rented a Porsche?” Cassi asks is disbelief.
I shrug my shoulders. “I like the way they handle. I have the same one at home.”
“How does it feel to have money coming out of your ears?” she asks as I open the door for her.
My mouth twitches at that but I don’t respond as she slides in because I’d be an ass if I said it feels really good.
I round the car and slide into my seat, firing up the car before I look to Cassi. She looks beautiful in my car, even if it’s not actually mine. It’s the same one I have back in Boston. My mind flashes with images of what she’d look like in my home, my bed, my space. She fits so well. Perfectly, actually. Like that is where she belongs. The only trouble is she is three thousand miles too far.
“Do you like your job?” I ask.
“Hm?”
“Your job, do you enjoy it?”
She shrugs. “It pays pretty well. Decent hours, holidays off. Can’t complain.”
“You don’t love it, though,” I gather as I back the car out of the parking lot.
“No, but that’s okay. Not many people love their job. Sometimes just a paycheck with reasonable conditions is enough, right? I mean, I don’t want to live to work, you know?”
I grunt at that. “No, my whole life is consumed with my business. I think this week has been the most ‘living’ I’ve done in twenty years at least.”
She frowns at that before a laugh bubbles out of her. “That’s actually really pathetic.”
A surprised laugh escapes me as I scoff. “Thanks.”
“No, no, I just mean. Damn no, never mind. It is pathetic.”
I shake my head as she smiles and tugs on my arm in a playful way.
“Seriously, you have more money than you know what to do with. You never spoil yourself? Take a random trip? Buy something stupid expensive for the sake of it?”
Shrugging my shoulders, I turn on my blinker as we approach a light.
