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Cassidy paced the length of the waiting room, her hands fiddling with the zipper on her leather jacket. As she neared the length of the room, she swiveled expertly on her heels and began the short trek to the other side. Each time she passed in front of Derrick she caught the humorless look that graced his face from the corner of her eye. He was just as impatient as she was but he handled the situation sitting down, leaving the pacing to his partner. He knew the wait was slowly killing her; Cassidy was not someone who sat still for very long. The immobility grated on her nerves faster than anything else. She had to be moving in order to stay sane. Derrick let her pace for a few more minutes before finally reaching out to her, catching her hand briefly as she passed in front of him. She paused her pacing the moment their skin came in contact.
“Cass,” he said softly, looking up at her with pleading eyes. She rolled her eyes and positioned herself next to him, her arms folded across her chest. Derrick let his eyes sweep around the room one more time, and then gingerly placed his hand on her thigh, just above her knee. She managed a small smile and placed her hand on top of his, silently comforted by his warmth. “When was the last time we had a day off?”
“July 5th,” she replied quickly.
“I mean together. When was the last time we had a day off together.” His fingers intertwined with hers, giving her a gentle squeeze. “When we the last time we just spent the day together, laying in bed? No phones, no TV, no distractions?”
“Too long,” she replied after a short pause. “Fine, when all this is said and done, we’ll go away for the weekend.”
“And where are we going to go?”
“How about the Hamptons? Marcus has a house up there.”
“Your father has a house in the Hamptons and I’m only now finding out about it? Thanks.”
“Oh, come on. I’ve only been once, twice, ok?” She took his hand between hers and smoothed his fingers out, covering them with her own.
“And what are we going to do about this?” He tapped his index finger on her wedding ring. Normally she would have jerked her hand away, but she didn’t this time.
“I’ll just say that Marcus wants to spend the weekend with me. A little father/daughter time.” She stated. Derrick dropped his head, removing his hand from hers.
“That’s not what I meant, Cass.” He muttered, feeling his heart sink deep into his gut.
“I know, Derrick. Please, don’t do this.” She grabbed at his hands, once again taking them in her own. She shook her head gently and leaned her shoulder against his. “Please don’t do this Derrick. I don’t want to get into this. Not right now.” She pleaded with him.
“Cass, you’ve got to understand what I’m going through,” he told her. “I’m getting too old to keep doing this.”
“Derrick, I know. Just…please, not right now. I don’t want to fight with you.” She leaned her face against his neck, breathing in deeply. As she exhaled his skin immediately broke out into goose bumps and his entire body shuddered, his face flushing a deep crimson.
“What did I do wrong?” He asked softly. Her sweet smell of honey and pears flooded his senses and he felt his body instinctively relax, despite the circumstances. He longed for the moment when they were back in the hotel room and he could finally loose himself in her.
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Inferna Nuntius
Vampire“We both know I did what I had to do. You are mine to protect and that’s what I did. I protected you by getting rid of those who had hurt you. I remember you thanking me in your own special way.” His lips turned up in a sneer, turning her stomach. ...
