Page 85 of Becoming

Cass shook her head, getting up to interrupt Rebecca’s pacing. “I’ve never seen her like this before. I mean, she’s always been a little outspoken, but this delusion she has? That’s new. And to lie about something like this?”

Rebecca knew better than anyone else how dangerous delusional people could be. She also knew how many times Miranda and Connor have been in the Black Room. It wasn’t that she was afraid of Miranda. She just didn’t like the unpredictability surrounding people like that. “She’s not still at the house, is she?”

“No way. I told her to go stay with one of her friends. I’m done.”

Rebecca studied Cassidy for a moment. There didn’t seem to be any remorse behind those words. She wondered if it would come later. When the shock of everything wore off. Whatever happens, Rebecca would be there.

She snaked her arms around Cassidy’s neck, standing on her tiptoes for better access to Cassidy’s lips. “Do you know what I would like?” Rebecca asked softly.

Cass’s arms automatically wrapped around Rebecca’s waist. “Tell me,” she murmured.

“I would like,” kiss, “to go to the bedroom,” kiss, “and forget today ever happened.” Kiss. “Maybe we could make up for the last ten hours.”

Cass grinned. “That sounds like the best idea ever.” She bent slightly and picked Rebecca up. Beautiful, toned legs wrapped around her, squeezing her. She carried her precious cargo down the hall to Rebecca’s bedroom. Once there, she carefully set Rebecca down on the bed. “I don’t, um, have…”

Rebecca kissed Cassidy again, deeply. “You. I only want you,” she whispered against her lips.

Oh, baby, you have me. “Anything you want.”

They undressed each other, taking their time exploring as though it was their first time.

“I love your body.” Cass emphasized her statement with kisses and nibbles that followed the trail her hands made.

“I’m so happy you do.”

Rebecca giggled when Cass hit a certain spot. It was so different than the one she heard earlier that evening. Rebecca’s giggle sounded like heaven to Cass. She nudged Rebecca back onto the bed and positioned herself on top of her. A quick maneuver found Cass’s arm between the two of them, and she slowly slipped two fingers inside her lover.

Rebecca arched into Cassidy, humming with delight. God, just the sensation of Cassidy’s hard body on top of her made Rebecca incredibly wet. Such a difference from the first time they made love. She couldn’t believe she was ever frightened of being with Cassidy like this.

“Don’t leave me again. Please.”

Even Cassidy’s heavy breathing didn’t mask the fear in her voice.

“I didn’t leave you, baby.” Rebecca cupped Cassidy’s face and looked her in the eye. “I don’t want to be without you.”

Cass moaned. How is it that Rebecca knew exactly the right thing to say at exactly the right time? She shifted her body until the core of her need collided perfectly with Rebecca’s smooth thigh. Rebecca rewarded her by lifting her leg slightly, putting divine pressure on her swollen clit. Then, she felt Rebecca’s fingernails dig into her ass and knew she was getting close.

She added another finger inside Rebecca, matching her thrusts with each grind on Rebecca’s thigh. “Jesus!”

“Don’t stop! God, Cassidy, I’m so close,” Rebecca panted.

The sound of glass breaking startled them both, chasing that wonderful peak into oblivion.

“What the fuck?” Mindful of Rebecca’s comfort, Cass slowly withdrew her fingers. Damn it. “Stay here.” She rolled off the bed and picked up her boxers.

“Cassidy put a shirt on,” Rebecca said calmly as she reached for her robe.

“Oh, right.” Cass looked around until she found her shirt. “You’re not going to stay put, are you?” Rebecca merely raised a brow as she tied her robe. “Didn’t think so. Will you at least stay behind me?”

“Come on.” In the interest of keeping the peace, Rebecca pushed Cassidy ahead of her. In the interest of keeping them both safe, she grabbed a bat that she kept near the bedroom door.

Cass walked slowly down the hall with Rebecca hanging onto the tail of her shirt with one hand and a bat in the other. Even as tense as the situation was, the thought of Rebecca getting some swings in on some punk trying to ruin their awesome night made her smile inwardly. She flipped on the light, eyes scanning keenly. There was no sign of anyone in the house, but the large picture window facing the backyard was shattered.

“Cassidy, be careful. You’re barefoot.”

Cass nodded, motioning for Rebecca to stay where she was. She carefully tiptoed her way through the debris and picked up a brick. What the hell? Rage welled up inside her as she peered out the destroyed window.

“What is it?” Rebecca gingerly made her way to Cassidy. Her lover’s rigid posture put all of Rebecca’s senses on alert.

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