As my muscles marginally relax, the tension flicks from anger to fevered desire. I want to tear each wisp of clothing off her and tie her to this f**king desk. I’ll know next time, to bring my satin ribbon.

But you’re right about one thing: he’s my best friend. I know him very well, and no matter what he said or did tonight, I’ve never seen him act this way with another girl. No one,” he repeated, “except you.

Lots of men would love to--“ Fuck you silly. The words just popped into his mind. Jesus. Where had that come from?

Her brain said, he’s like a brother to you. Her body rejected that notion absolutely. Her heart was confused as hell.

The day had come when he needed Cassy, and Cassy alone. No one, and nothing else, would satisfy him.