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"Your titties are so big..." Cepheus trailed off, reaching out to grab them but Cassia immediately hit his hand away from her.
"Damn pervert, keep your eyes on the road." She mumbled, before focusing her attention back on her MacBook. She had to write up a report on what she allegedly seen when it came to the mysterious disappearance of her boss. They had to go by he say/she say, considering Cepheus had all security footage from the hospital and surrounding areas wiped out. Just because they couldn't catch him, that didn't mean they wouldn't be able to catch Cassia which he didn't need.
Though she wasn't the one who committed the murder, she was present. It wasn't like she would go to jail because if it did ever get to the point where they were threatening that, he had no problem in admitting to what he did just to get her out of it. But he was almost positive it wouldn't even get to that point, simply because he was finally back 10 steps ahead.
"You call it being a pervert, I call it admiring my beautiful girlfriend-."
"Don't flatter me right now." She mumbled, pulling down the visor to make sure her hair was good in the mirror. Blowing out a harsh breath, she grabbed the brush from out of the cup holder to smooth it down.
"...You put your hair in a completely new style, one that took you long as hell to do, just for it to possibly get messed up when we meet her?" Glancing over at him, Cassia raised an eyebrow with her hands in her lap.
"Do you not like it or something?"
"Did I say I didn't like it?"
"I don't know, it just seems you may have a little bit of tension with my hair right now. I mean look at it this way, if this does end up being a setup and both of us end up getting arrested or some craziness like that...my mugshot pictures will be cute-."
"I know good and damn well that's not the main thing you focused on right now." He straight faced her, slowing the car down just as they were approaching the large home at the tip of the dead end gravel road.
"Not the main thing, but it's important." She pointed, before bringing her hands to the back of her neck to unclasp her chain and necklaces. Moving to her ear next, she unhooked all of her earrings to place in the glove compartment. Because they had no idea how things would go, Cepheus felt it would be best if they just didn't wear any jewelry. Allowing for nothing to be stolen, and nothing to be broken or used against them.
"I'll pull that shit off soon as they lock the cuffs on your wrist, have you in nothing but that wig cap when they take your pictures." Flicking her eyes in his direction, Cassia shot him a hard glare while waiting for him to walk to her side of the car.
"You work my last nerve, honestly." Wrapping his right arm around her waist, Cepheus gave her a sloppy kiss on her temple just to annoy her. Laughing at her whining and squirming in his hold.
