I really didn't want to talk about this right now, not while in bed with her. I wished I could avoid telling her at all really, but once she noticed something wasn't right, she wasn't letting it go. I had forgotten just how hard it is to be in a real functioning relationship. So much effort goes into doing your best to spare the other person's feelings and you always want to put them first so they don't get hurt. Sadly, sometimes it's unavoidable.
It was easier for me when I didn't have to answer to anyone. I just hated that the bad publicity would affect Cassie's reputation. She could camouflage herself well, easily getting along with her snotty, but wealthy friends and families' opinions, but she was still Cassie deep down inside. Even though she could be like them in some aspects, she possessed something they didn't, a heart. She also had this amazing wild streak running through her, making her do crazy things, and those things are what I loved the most.
When I met Cassie, I knew that she would be mine, there was no doubt in my mind. I had no idea that taking her back to my place and doing things to her that had never even crossed her mind would change her so much. Cassie is nothing like the women I've dated in the past. I've always gone after the easy ones, the ones that would do almost anything I asked, but you get tired of the same old thing. I needed a woman not only willing to drop everything when I called, but who would tolerate me seeing others. One willing to obey my every command in the bedroom and at the same time, follow the rules that I set. Cassie did all of those things and quickly became an obsession of mine. Our relationship had grown so much since I told her how I really felt.
"Jared, what exactly did she say?" She asked, rubbing my arm and pulling me from my thoughts.
I got up to walk across the room. Expelling the deep breath caught in my throat. I leaned back against the wall. "She was interviewed by a magazine that focuses on fetish lifestyle. She's a model, you know?"
Sighing, I rolled my eyes. "I fucking knew it."
"That's beside the point." I crossed the room and opened up a drawer, pulling out a copy of the magazine and tossing it to her. "Anyway, I was given a heads up about this, and sent Emma out to grab me a copy. Katherine left very little to the imagination."
I flipped through the pages and cringed to see a few sexy pics of the Ginger haired bitch sprawled out across a bed wearing only a black satin sheet and pair of wrist restraints. I mostly skimmed through the article, but read the few paragraphs that included Jared's name. "God! I'm sorry. She didn't hold back at all!"
"No, she didn't."
"Wow. I knew she was a fucking bitch, but I had no idea that she would open up about something I know you want kept private."
Tossing the book down on my bed, Cass wrapped the sheet around her body and stood up. I watched as she leaned over to pick up her clothes. "Why don't you call her a liar, or better yet, just ignore it. You know, if you don't actually confirm, it will be left up to whatever people choose to believe."
"Well, I won't deny because she's not lying about it, but that doesn't make what she said okay. I definitely don't want to draw attention to myself, so, yeah, I'll just ignore it."
She was almost fully dressed and I could tell that she was still upset. "I wish I knew what to say to make you feel better, I'm really sorry."
I walked closer, slipping my hands around her waist. "Wait a minute, I truly don't give a fuck what people think about me. It's no secret what I'm into or what people assume that I'm into. I'm more concerned about how this will affect you." I watched her entire expression change with my words.
"Me?" Her high pitched voice echoed throughout my bedroom. Fully dressed now, she clutched the waistband of my pants and raised a foot to slip her shoe on. "Why me?"
"Okay, you want a reason? How about the fact that your family already doesn't like me. I can only imagine what they will say now. Not just them, many people may treat you differently now. Fuck, I don't know what will happen, Cassie." I was so angry with Katherine for again causing issues in my life.
"Jared, I don't give a fuck what they think either! Did you hear the way my mother spoke to me on my birthday? Besides, this whore Katherine is only trying to piss you off. She still wants you and is obviously angry that she can't have you."
"Is that it?"
"That's exactly it, and you know what else?"
"What?"
She gave me a shove and I fell back onto the bed. I bolted upright and Cass placed her hands on my shoulders, tossing threw a leg over me and straddling me. "You're all mine now, and I'm in love with you Mr. Leto."
