Chapter Seven-Cassidy
I am woken up by the bright light and buzz of my cell phone. It’s only nine o’clock, and I had accidently fallen asleep early after a long workout. It was a text from Megan, the cute redhead I had hooked up with the night of the New Year’s Eve party, the one who was confident and full of questions that I couldn’t answer. She had been pretty hot too.
The text simply read,Hey, what are you up to tonight?but anyone as practiced as me in the art of casual hookups knew exactly what it meant. She certainly knew what shewantedme to be up to.
Nothing much,I replied with a smiley face, almost on instinct. And then I remembered Eliza.
Sure, I was always down for sex, but something about hooking up with Megan seemed wrong this time around…like it would be a betrayal to Eliza. I mean, it was one kiss, one kiss that had ended with Eliza running back to her office, ashamed and terrified to look me in the face again. It’s not like we were dating or anything. I had no responsibility to her whatsoever.
I liked the thought of having Megan over again. I had liked her attitude. I had liked the way that she had known exactly what she wanted from me, and I loved how she had pulled me down onto the couch to take it.
Oh, butEliza…Eliza Cameron had suchpotential.
The thought of that potential was intoxicating. Slowly coaxing Eliza until she opened herself up to me, a freshly blossomed flower alive with possibilities. She was a challenge, but one who would be so worth it in the end.
I texted Megan back:Never mind, something came up, and threw my phone down onto the table.
I would seduce Eliza, consequences be damned.