Chapter Six

An Almost Happy Ending

Lucian

The moment Tyler's cries ring through the room, I know this interlude is over. Cassandra is a mother and that will always come first. Pushing off her body, I quickly help her get her shorts back on and her top back into place.

I swear to everything holy, I am trying to be a gentleman here but the sight of a dark wet spot on her top where her breastmilk is leaking through the layers has me feeling like a fiend. That was a first for me and I know I'll be doing it again the moment she gives me a chance.

"I'm so sorry," Cassandra says as I clip her baby monitor back in place.

"No need to apologize." I smile up at her.

She is standing between my thighs, while I redress her. I place a kiss on her stomach with a smile.

"I knew what I was getting into. Your boy comes first, as he should."

"What about you?" she asks, staring at my erection.

"Next time."

She shakes her head just as Tyler's cries grow louder. Standing, I take her hand and lead her to the door. Opening it, I give her a smack on the ass.

"I'll see you around, mama."

Cassandra kisses me hard and fast before making her way back to her apartment. I don't take my eyes off her swaying ass until she is safely inside.

My cock throbs in my pants and I know I won't get any sleep if I don't grab a shower and get myself in hand. Locking the door behind me, I make my way to the bathroom and start the shower.

Stripping out of my jeans, I stare at myself in the mirror. I have no idea why I would agree to be Cassandra's fuck buddy, but now that we have crossed that line, I know there is no turning back. I want her and she has given me the perfect opportunity get my way.

Stepping beneath the spray I bow my head, allowing the water to cascade over my tense muscles. Wrapping my hand around the throbbing length of my erection, I allow myself to relive the past twenty minutes. How she tasted on my lips and felt beneath my calloused fingertips. The sounds she made and how beautifully she came undone beneath me.

A vision forms in my mind.

Cassandra, naked in my bed.

Cassandra, moaning as I spear her with my cock.

Cassandra, coming with my cock buried deep inside her.

It only takes a few more strokes before I find my own bliss. My orgasm barrels through me, long ropes of white cum splashing against the blue tiles. My knees feel weak and my breathing is ragged as I wait for everything to return to normal.

The water goes cold as I scrub my body but nothing can wipe the smile from my face.

***

"Why are you smiling?" Dana, my brother's fiance asks. "You hate mornings."

"Can't I just be happy?"

She gives me a look of disbelief before starting the coffee maker we have set up at the shop. "I need coffee before I can deal with you lying."

I chuckle, heading to my station. Dana is the type of woman who can't help but stick her nose in everyone's business. She will be in here to grill me eventually. Not that I know what I will tell her.

Whatever is happening between Cassandra and me is so undefinable. I know I want her more than I have ever wanted anyone else in my life but she has been through so much, that I don't know if or when she will be ready to another man.

Pulling my cell from my back pocket and scroll through the contacts before dialing.

"Don't you have a life?" the voice on the other end complains.

"You need to get used to being up early. Babies don't wait for you to catch your beauty rest," I reply. "Besides, you're my oldest brother and I need advice."

Xander grunts before I hear him moving around. "Hold on."

For long moments all I hear is shuffling before he returns to the call.

"Laura is sleeping. Her morning sickness is more like midnight to five am sickness."

"I'm sorry she is having a hard time," I say and I mean it. Laura is one of the best people I know and my brother is lucky to have her in his life.

"I hear you. What do you need?"

"I met someone," I need to get to the point before he loses interest.

"And?"

"What is the difference between love and lust?"

Xander chuckles. "The fact that you have to ask me means you're already fucked brother."

"I only met her this week," I protest.

"It takes a minute to like someone, an hour to love someone, but a lifetime to forget someone. Nothing works on a set timeline."

And then he hangs up.