51. Cassidy

Today"sthe day I get my revenge.

Is it as bad as everything Hayden did to knock me up? Nope.

But did I wait a week so he wouldn"t suspect what I"m about to do? Sure did.

I take a sip of my orange juice to hide my grin as I sprinkle the crushed up blue pill into my husband"s protein shake and hit the button to turn on the blender. When it"s done, I pour it into a glass and turn off the heat on the burner where his egg white and spinach omelet is done.

As I"m plating it up, Hayden walks into the kitchen already dressed in a low-slung pair of black joggers and a hoodie. He"s got a baseball hat turned backwards on his head and I snap my mouth closed so I don"t drool. I need to keep my out-of-control libido in check today if this plan"s gonna work.

"Morning, wife," he says as he comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist, letting his palm splay out across my belly. He's been using that name for me as much as possible in the last week, and every time he does something inside of me swoons like a fairytale princess.

Hayden kisses my neck and my stomach flips like it always does when he touches me. I used to think it was just because this thing between us was new and that"s why our reactions to each other were so intense, but now I think it"s just always going to be this way. It hasn"t faded at all, my reaction to his skin against mine or even being in the same room as him. If anything, it"s only gotten stronger.

And I"m not mad about it.

He reaches for the protein shake and I hold my breath as I watch him take a big sip. He doesn"t even hesitate. In one go, he drinks it all down and then sets the glass on the counter before grabbing the plate with his breakfast and heading toward the dining room table. "You coming?" he calls over his shoulder.

"Yep," I say as I grab my plate and follow him. I glance at the clock, knowing I"ve got probably an hour max before the pill in his shake kicks in. Thankfully, he"s got practice in forty-five minutes, so the timing should be perfect.

We sit down to eat, Hayden in the seat across from me as he digs into his omelet like it"s the last meal he"ll ever eat. He"s always hungry, and pasta and protein are his two main food groups, so messing with his morning shake was a no-brainer.

"What time is practice today?" I ask casually, like I don"t already know, as I take a bite of my toast. Morning sickness is a real bitch, and it"s about fifty-fifty on if I"ll actually keep it down.

"In," he glances at his phone. "Twenty-five minutes. I"ve gotta go." He stands up and walks over to me. No, he saunters over to me like he knows I"m eating him up with my eyes and he wants to let me have my fill. That infuriating smirk"s on his face as he threads his fingers into the hair at the back of my head and grips tight, tilting my face up so he can kiss me.

It"s not a gentle kiss. It"s hard and possessive and I'm tempted to drag him back upstairs and fuck him until we both can"t walk. But I hold back, knowing that this is all part of my plan.

He pulls back, nipping at my bottom lip before he lets me go and heads toward the door. "See you later, Princess," he calls as he slings his bag over his shoulder and then disappears out the front door.

I wait for the sound of his car starting before I stand up and grab my phone from where I left it on the table because I"m going to need it soon.

Sawyer comes downstairs while I"m waiting for the inevitable call or text from my husband when he realizes something"s not quite right. He eyes me as I rinse our breakfast dishes and load them into the dishwasher. I'm biting the hell out of my lip to keep from cracking up over what's about to happen.

"What did you do?" he eventually asks while he leans his shoulder against the door frame and folds his inked arms across his chest. He looks like he"s been in the gym already with a sweat-soaked t-shirt and messy hair pulled back in a bun.

"I don"t know what you"re talking about." This time I press my lips together so I won"t smile and give myself away.

"You"ve got that look," Sawyer says as he pushes off the door frame and walks toward me. "The one that means you"re up to something."

"I"m always up to something." I shrug, trying to play it off, but Sawyer sees too much and knows me too well.

"You finally gave him the pill, didn't you?" Sawyer's mouth curves up into a wicked grin when I say nothing. "Didn't you?"

My phone buzzes and I glance down at the screen, grinning when I see Hayden"s name flashing there. "Oh, look. My husband"s calling me. Gotta go." I shove Sawyer out of the way as I head upstairs, answering the call with a sweet, "Hello?"

"You want to tell me why my dick"s so hard I can"t get it into my cup?" Hayden asks in a gruff voice that makes my toes curl. He sounds like he"s in pain and it"s all I can do not to laugh.

"Huh. Not sure why you think I'd know the answer to that question, husband. But you should probably go into the bathroom and take care of that."

"You don"t think I tried?"

This time I do laugh. I can"t help it. Revenge is fun.

A voice yells in the background, and he groans. "There"s nothing funny about this. You did something. Everyone"s looking at my dick, Cassidy. My inappropriate hard as fuck dick."

"Good thing it"s a nice dick," I manage to get out in between wheezes. Honestly, I deserve a damn medal for doing the lord's work here. There should be sculptures of his dick put on pedestals in museums around the world. His teammates get the benefit of basking in its glory while I get my revenge.

Call it a win-win.

Sawyer must"ve finished his breakfast because he"s just come up the stairs, and I think he"s on the way to his room when he hears me talking. He stops right outside the doorway, watching me swipe tears from my cheeks as I try to control my laughter. His head tilts to the side like he"s trying to interpret why I"ve got an unhinged smile stretched across my face.

Hayden growls into the phone. "You know you"re gonna pay for this, right?"

I lose my battle and crack up. Sawyer"s grinning at me now because I think he"s catching on that I fucked his brother over and he lives for chaos, even at Hayden"s expense. After all, he's the one who helped me do this.

I finally manage to choke out two words and I mean every syllable.

"Can"t wait."