Page 12 of Worthy: Cassius and Faith

“Okay,” Cassius said. He tenderly kissed the top of my head.

And then we made love again, slowly, before he left.

A short while later, Macy and Tate rang the doorbell. They both looked great, with eager smiles from ear to ear. Macy wore a white tank top and hot-pink athletic shorts, her curls up in a ponytail. Tate wore a white tennis dress and sneakers. They both looked lightly tanned, relaxed, and well-rested.

“You two look sporty!” I said, grabbing them each for a hug.

“Gina’s making us exercise.” Macy rolled her eyes. “Like we don’t get enough at the club!”

She released me and looked around. “Wow,” she said, taking in Cassius’s house’s luxurious, blindingly-white interior. “This is incredible!”

“Nice digs, unicorn.” Tate swooped in and hugged me again. “Faith, you feel too skinny. What’s Mr. Blackwood doing to you, huh? Fucking you so much you’re torching calories?”

“Stop,” I laughed, but my cheeks heated. I’d lost three pounds since I moved into his mansion—that was precisely what was happening.

“I knew it,” Tate joked. “Mr. Blackwood’s keeping you as his exclusive sex slave.”

“Ooh, sounds like fun!” Macy said.

“Come on, let’s go hang out by the pool. The kitchen sent over some snacks for us.” I led them out to the back patio, and Tate whistled.

“This does not suck,” she declared, looking around at the oasis-like setting. She helped herself to some fresh fruit the staff had set out for us.

“This is so beautiful. And look at this spread! The kitchen is so amazing,” Macy said. She grabbed some French toast with fresh berries and then added maple syrup. I grabbed breakfast, and the three of us settled onto shaded loungers. The aqua pool glistened next to us.

“This is the life,” Macy said, grinning at me. “Living like a billionaire suits you, Faith. You’re glowing.”

“Ha,” I said, but I wondered if it were true. Was I glowing from all the sex, or because I was actually pregnant?

“What’s new?” Tate asked. “Tell us everything.”

I longed to tell them about my test results, but I was keeping that to myself until I knew for sure. “Cassius bought out my contract,” I announced.

“We know that, silly!” Macy fake-punched my arm. “The girls have been in an uproar! It’s the hottest news. Everyone’s been wondering if you two will ever emerge from your love nest to come and see the little people.”

“How’s it going?” Tate asked. “Are you having fun?”

“Yes,” I said quickly, although it was so much more than that. “It’s been incredible.”

“Have you guys talked about the future?” Macy asked.

I shook my head. “It’s only been a few days. He asked me to stay, I said yes, and the conversation hasn’t gone much further than that.”

Tate nodded. “No need to rush things,” she said gently.

“Of course,” Macy said. “It’s all so new.”

“It is.” I nodded. “Last week, I was a virgin. This week…”

“You’re a sex goddess,” Tate declared. “And Cassius Blackwood can’t get enough of you. He’s got it so bad, he had to move you into his private mansion just so he can keep his dick in you morning, noon, and night.”

“Tate!” I wailed, embarrassed. But she wasn’t wrong.

“Did you hear about what happened with Elias?” Macy asked.

When I shook my head, she continued, “He offered to buy out my contract. He said he wanted me to be exclusive. Actually, he said he wanted to marry me.”

“Wow.” I blinked at her. “That’s a big deal.”

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