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There were nights we'd have sex like two or three times, and other nights, we spent most of our time doing something else entirely.
At my insistence, all of this was a total secret, even from Cassidy and Jax. I had my reasons, most of which I didn't want to discuss. For once, Jaden didn't argue, and it was easy to guess why. No doubt, he was just as eager to avoid discovery as I was.
For secrecy's sake, we never went out. And for reasons that were a whole lot more complicated, we never talked about the future. But of course, I reminded myself, therewasno future, as he'd told me on that very first night.
So for now, we were enjoying what we had and keeping it just between us.
Still, I realized that peoplealwaysknew more than they let on. This included Jax, who couldn’t have been truly blind to the fact thatsomethingwas going on between me and his brother.
After all, Jax wasn't stupid. And neither was Jaden, even if he could still be a total jerk as he revealed yet again one Wednesday morning.
Chapter 51
"No you're not," he said.
We were standing in his office, and I'd just mentioned in passing that on this upcoming Saturday, I'd be helping Cassidy retrieve her things from her mom's place.
But now, he was telling me that I wasn't.Was he joking?
I shook my head. "Excuse me?"
From the look on his face, it was no joke. "You heard me."
Yes. I had.But I didn't know what exactly he was getting at.
A few months ago, Cassidy had moved in with her mom for one single week. Since then, she'd been having all kinds of trouble getting her stuff – mostly clothing and other essentials.
But finally, after weeks of delays and excuses, her mom had agreed on a scheduled time for Cassidy to stop by. That time was this Saturday at noon.
All Cassidy needed now was a truck and someone to help her. That someone was me, and I had no intention of letting her down.
I gave Jaden a look. "Yeah, I heard you, but I have no idea what you're getting at."
"Alright, I'll spell it out." His voice hardened. "You're not going anywhere near that place."
My jaw dropped. "And why not?"
"Because she hangs with the wrong kind of people."
I stiffened. "You don't mean Cassidy?"
"No. Her mom."
"Oh." On this, I was in total agreement. As far as I could tell, the woman made her living by trading her charms for money. It was one of the reasons that I'd been so horrified when Cassidy had decided to move in with her. "Maybe she does," I said, "but that doesn't matter. We'll only be there for a little bit."
"No.You'renot gonna be there at all."
"Why not?" I demanded.
"Because you're working."
"This Saturday? I am not."
"Yeah," he said. "You are."
"But you never mentioned it."
"So I’m telling you now."
