Whatever It Takes

Chapter 7 - Was It All For Nothing

It was Saturday and mid-morning when Cassie awoke. She found herself alone in bed. Marc, and his clothes, were gone...nowhere to be seen.

"Just like a man!" she sighed. "You give them what they want and then they're 'Gone like the wind'!"
Cassie really had no reason to be upset...and she knew it.
Everything that took place last night was of her own design. She had no expectations that a relationship would develop.

"It was just business." she told herself. 

She was just doing what she thought was necessary to gain his cooperation, which apparently hadn't worked out they way she had planned.

Yet, it sure would have been nice to wake up in his arms!

Cassie crawled out of bed and headed into the bathroom to take a shower.
When the water was warm, she entered her shower stall. The water felt soothing against her skin.
She pondered over last nights events, replaying their love making in her mind.
When she snapped out of her daydream she realized how horny she'd become and found her hand was between her legs.

"No...I don't need this right now!" she cursed to herself.

But her body had a mind of its own and wasn't going to accept 'No' for an answer!

Besides, she was way past the point no return.
Giving in to her desire, Cassie completed the ritual she had performed so many times in the past that gave her body the release that it yearned for!

Cassie got out of the shower and covered herself in a plush terry cloth bathrobe. It was white with green trim and came down to about 4" above her knees.
She headed towards the kitchen feeling weak and dehydrated, which should have come as no surprise to her.  After all, how many orgasms did she have last night? She didn't know, she stop counting after her forth!

When she reached the kitchen, she poured herself a glass of juice.
She propped her elbows on the counter and began drinking and then noticed a piece of paper on her dining room table.

"That wasn't there before." she said aloud.

Cassie walked over and picked up the note. It said...

"Thank You for a most entertaining evening. I would really like to see you again. I hope you feel the same!"
The note was signed with just the initial 'M'.

Cassie was ecstatic. Holding the note against her bosom, she hopped up and down with joy!

"So Marc didn't want last night to be just another 'one night stand'! She squealed.

When Cassie arrived at her office Monday morning, she was greeted by a mail messenger.

"Are you Ms Noble?" the messenger injured.

"Yes...that's me."

"Sign here please." and offered Cassie a tablet to sign on.

Once he had her signature, he handed Cassie an envelope, promptly turned and walked away.

Cassie brought the envelope into her office and opened it.
Inside was another note that said..."Meet me at noon" and an address was provided.
This note was also signed with only the initial 'M'.

"Maybe Marc wants to meet for lunch." she thought.

Cassie cleared her schedule for the entire afternoon.

When she arrived at the address given her, it turned out to be a Juice & Java cafe. Not a fancy restaurant that she had expected.
She had arrived a few minutes early so she went inside, ordered a beverage, and found a table in the corner near the front window to sit at.

Moments later a tall, handsome, impeccably dressed man entered. She recognized him immediately.
It was Marc! She waved her hands at him to get his attention.
He saw her and came over to her table and sat down.

"Hi, I'm glad you decided to come. I wasn't sure you would since you weren't able to close the business deal you were hoping for the other night...especially after all the trouble you went to!" he said with a gentle voice.

Cassie felt embarrassed and started blushing...but was able to say "It wasn't any trouble...really!" and quickly added "So, why did you invite me here...I thought you wanted to have lunch together, but this isn't really a lunch place!"

I can't really stay long, but I wanted to see you again and ask if we could have dinner tonight." he said smiling and took her hand in his.

"I'd love to!" she replied.

"Great, it's a date. Where would you like to go?"

"Why don't you come back over to my place...I'll cook you dinner."

With an amused look he said "You can cook?"

"Yes I can, and I'm a very good cook!" she said in a serious tone.

Cassie was a true gem, and he was determined to get to know every facet of her!

"OK, I believe you. What time?"

"Is around 7ish OK with you?"

"Perfect...I'll be there!"

With that said, Marc stood up and gave Cassie a soft, tender kiss on the lips.

"Oh...one more thing."
He placed a set of keys on the table in front of her.

"What are these for?" she asked inquisitively.

Marc pointed through the Cafe's large plate glass window to a parking lot across the street.

Cassie looked and saw a large truck parked there with the Hawthorne Industries logo painted on the side.

"I think you'll be interested to see what's inside. When you're done with the truck, just return it to the lot and I'll have one of my men pick it up."

"See you tonight!" Marc said and left the Cafe.

Cassie's curiosity was at an all time high. She quickly finished the rest of her beverage, left the Cafe, and headed to the parking lot across the street.

When she got to the rear of the truck she used the keys Marc had given her to unlock the rolling door. Raising the door a couple of feet, she peered inside.

What she saw caused her eyes to pop wide open and her jaw drop!
The truck was filled from the floor to the ceiling with crates of all sizes. One closest to the door had an envelope attached to it that she could reach. Written on the envelope was a message that said "For Cassie and her friends. The words Cassie and friends were underlined.

"Does Marc suspect that I'm with the resistance?" She wondered.

She pulled it out and opened it. Inside was an invoice that listed the contents of the vehicle.

It listed automatic rifles and handguns of all caliber types, frag grenades, plasma grenades, rocket launchers, mortar launchers, night vision scopes...and on and on the list went.
Of course, there was a ton of ammunition for everything.
There was enough weaponry here to outfit a small army!
Everything was of the highest quality.
Much better than what the resistance fighters had gotten on the black market or what she had smuggled out of the warehouses at Stafford Distributors! 
At the bottom of the invoice where it said 'Amount Due', it was stamped "Paid In Full"

Cassie began to cry. But these weren't tears of sadness, rather tears of joy!

When Cassie had stopped crying she quickly closed truck door and locked it.

"Why...why had Marc done this?" she pondered. "One night of great sex wasn't worth all this!"

Suddenly her heart started pounding and her face lit up as the answer dawned on her!

"I think he loves me!!!"

The End  (or is it?)