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“You’re welcome. Nice shirt.” He nods at my t-shirt. I smile at the thought that he likes Star Wars, but as my gaze drops to my chest, I see there is another reason for his appreciation. A gasp leaves my throat as I bring my hands up to cover my boobs. Thanks to Dougie, my white t-shirt is now see-through. Wet t-shirt competition anyone? My black lace bra shines like a beacon through the material. Bugger. I drop my gaze to Dougie, who’s just sitting there with a ‘butter-wouldn’t-melt’ look on hisfurryface.

“You planned this, didn’t you, Dougie?” I say to the dog. Of course, he didn’t, but I never tell a dog ‘bad dog’ or ‘naughty dog’. Jay chuckles again, and it’s like melted chocolate.Mmmm,CremeEgg.

“We were in cahoots, weren’t we, Dougie?” Jay mused, while crouching down to scratch behind Dougie’s ears. The dog laps up the attention. Deuce is a mummy’s boy — Addy spoils him rotten — and he doesn't like to be ignored. He barks and I walk over to him, giving him the attention hecraves.

“I know you boys stick together, but this is crazy. I need more women in my life,” I joke. Jay’s smile slips from his face and his eyes darken — in lust not anger. Oh shit. I bet he’s picturing me and other women together in bed.Typicalman.

“Damn, babe, you really shouldn’t say shitlikethat.”

“Say what?” I tease, acting innocent. I’m no virgin, but I know nothing about flirting, I tend to be me. If they don’t like it, then they can takeahike.

“Kitten,” he growls out. Damn, that’s hot. My thighs clench on their own accord and Jay groans under his breath. Goosebumps cover my cooling skin, and I’m pretty sure it’s because of this man standing in front me. Jay Castle. The sexy man, that is built like a God and is covered in tattoos. Our gazes remain locked, both of us breathing pretty heavy. I know my boobs are rising and falling, but Jay keeps his eyes locked on mine. Brownie points for him. Dougie barks once, breaking our lustful stares. I look down at him and laugh out loud. His still has shampoo in his fur. I shake my head and grip his collar before pulling him back over to the bath. I lift him in and start the water back up. Once I’ve rinsed him off, I turn to look at Jay andDeuce.

“Are you leaving him here?” I nod to the dog athisfeet.

“Well, I was going to, but after seeing what Dougie has just done to you, I’m gonna stay.” He winks at me and my face heats up again.Bollocks. I try to ignore the fact that Jay is still standing in the room while I finish up Dougie. I pull down the ramp and tap the top so Dougie knows to walk up onto the table. I brush him down and start to trim his curly fur. He wasn’t that bushy coming in, but I know Mrs. Jones likes him to be perfect. I lose myself in the treatment; I always do. Suddenly, Dougie lets out a bark, startling me. My head snaps up and I see Mrs. Jones standing next to Jay. Her big, fake boobs are practically reaching out and rubbing themselves all overhisface.

“Mrs.Jones?”

“Hi, Cassie. I was driving past and thought I would come in and see if my baby boy was ready. I know his fur didn’t need that much of a trim,” she says, while turning to face Jay, offering him asmile.

“Umm, he’ll be ready soon. I just need to give him a blow dry. Give me twenty-thirty minutes and he’ll be good to go.” Her face lights up, and she turns to Jay. He gives her a polite smile inreturn.

“That’s perfect, this hottie can keep me company in the waiting room. Come on.” She doesn’t wait for him to reply as she tugs on his arm and pulls him from the room. Jay twists his body to look at me while being dragged through the door. He mouths ‘help me’ as his head passes the door frame. I stifle my giggle and turn back toDougie.

Nearly thirty minutes later, and Dougie is finished. He’s looking rather spiffy, if I do say so myself. I help him down off the table and we walk into the waiting area where Mrs. Jones is entertaining Jay by showing her photos on her phone. I dread to think what photos they are by the look on his face. Poor bloke. I need to save him. Or do I? I chuckle and his head snaps up, a clear look of relief passing overhisface.

“Here you go, Mrs. Jones. The boy is looking dapper and ready for the family this weekend.” I walk closer and hand overthelead.

“Oh, my baby, you look fabulous. Thank you, Cassie. And Jay, thank you for keeping me company. I’ll most definitely pop into Castle Ink to get some work done.” She winks at Jay and walks out the door. I turn back to Jay who’s standing with his legs parted and his arms crossed over his chest. His leather jacket straining against his biceps.Damnit.

“Hi,”Isay.

“You alreadysaidthat.”

“So, how badwasit?”

“Let’s just say that you, Cassie Dawson, now owe me date. Like a full-fledged date. I’m talking dinner, and a movie, and a long walk somewhere. The whole romantic nine yards. The word ‘no’ is not allowed to come out of that pretty mouth of yours. Or anything remotely in the region of the word ‘no’, so no smartass answers.” I nod my head, as my heartraces.

“Good girl. Now get this boy cleaned up, even though I know he needs bugger all done. My brother used him as an excuse for me to come and see you. You bolted for no reason, Kitten. I would have said yes.” He smirks at me. I take Deuce’s lead from his hand and turn to leave. But Jay callsmyname.

“Cass.” I turn to face him. “Call me when you’re bathing him, I want wanna see you wet again before our date.” He winks at me. Bloody hell, Jay Castle is going to make my lady parts Hulk out if he keeps up with thesewords.

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Ichuckleand turn to walk back into the waiting area. Cassie got my dick hard when I saw her tee was soaked through. I wanted to go out and buy Dougie the biggest motherfucking bone I could for getting her soaked. The tee stuck to her like a second skin, showing me the outline of her perfect tits. I reach down and push down on my dick, forcing him to be a little patient with me. I don’t want to jump straight into things with Cassie. My head is still a little fucked since Rachel, even though she doesn’t deserve a second of my thoughts. I want to take it slow with Cass, get to know her. Find out what makes her tick. See what films she likes to watch. Maybe what sounds she makes when she comes.Fuck, where the hell did thatcomefrom?

I shake my head and pull out my phone. I shoot a text off to Dex to tell him that I’m staying here while Cassie deals with Deuce. Once I’ve done that, I open up Facebook and have a quick look, but there’s nothing new. I click on Castle Ink’s page and see if we’ve had any new traffic on there. We recently hit twenty thousand likes. We always post new designs on there - well, Addy does, anyway. She’s our media manager - her chosen title, not ours. Dex lets her have what she wants because she’ll withhold sex from him otherwise, and he hates having blue balls when he has a perfectly good woman at home. I reply to a few comments before closing the app down and opening up a game app that Connie got me addicted to. Some colour jump game. I get totally lost in the game allthetime.

“Fucking hell, mutt, get off me. Damn Addy for spoiling you.” Cassie chuckles from the door, and the sound goes straight to my dick. I push the big-arse dog off and stand up. Cassie is smiling at me, and I swear a blush creeps up over her cheeks when our gaze meets. I wink at her and walk in her direction. Stopping in front of her, I lift my hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her small ear. Girls like that, right? A shiver rips through Cassie’s body and her nipples poke through her now semi-dry t-shirt. A groan escapes my throat at the sight.Fucking hell. I know I should take a step back but my feet don’t seem to want to work, they must be teaming up with my dick.Fuckers.

“Jay.” Her voice sounds breathy, and her chest is heaving, making her breasts go up and down. I lift my gaze to hers and see the lust in her eyes, but alsouncertainty.

“Yeah,” Ianswer.

“Umm, Deuce is finished. Not that he needed a lot of work done, as you know, but he’s finished anyway. But… yeah, he’s looking rather dapper like usual. Aren’t you, big boy, huh?” Cassie drops to her knees and makes a fuss ofDeuce.

FUCK.ME.

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