Selena fooled around with the radio station, trying to find something to listen to as she munched on her sandwich. “You really don’t have any music in your car?” The doctor pressed a button on her steering wheel, reducing all the volume bars. “No and don’t let the crumbs fall in the car or I’ll have you clean it.” She shoved the rest of her sandwich in her mouth, nearly choking and she hastily reached for the coffee cup, drinking it all in one go. Cassandra sighed. This morning had been nothing but chaotic. She needed Selena to come to the office with her but she had no idea that waking her up would be such a feat. Not to mention that the cat literally dropped a fucking dead bird on her buttered toast while she was taking a call. Selena exhaled in relief, catching her breath as she put the empty coffee cup down. She glanced at her. She looked so darn sexy in that brown suit. She reached out carefully, poking her cheek with a finger, teasing her, “Doctor, you’ll get wrinkles if you

Billy sipped into his cognac, taking a break, letting the bartender that he had hired do the job. Selena’s friends have helped him advertising the bar on that Facebook thing and now it was full as it has ever been, just like the old times. Yet, he began realizing that maybe it was really too much work to manage all this by himself. He had not been getting sleep as he should lately. His daughter was not returning his calls and the damn receptionist at the office had stopped answering on Cassandra’s request. All since the day he caught her in the arms of that young artist. It had been three weeks since then and he didn’t even hear from her. Last Saturday, in bed, his wife spoke words which had been haunting him since: Where did we go wrong, hun? She’s not even calling us anymore. He clenched the glass, gazing at the dark orangey color of the liquor. It was all his fault. He failed her as a father, failed to be more supportive.He heard some commotion and he raised his head, seeing a d

Upset, Selena watched as the doctor rushed here and there, grabbing her coat, her laptop bag, her keys, her phone and every little stuff. She was now wearing her shoes. “You sure you don’t want any?” “No, thanks.” She popped one of the slices of kiwi she had cut in her mouth and sighed, unable to hide her sadness, “It’s Sunday…I thought we could spend time together.” Cassandra explained, finding support against the wall as she tried to force her foot in that shoe that was for some reason not fitting while glaring at the cat who kept following her around, “I work half-day on Sunday.” “Okay, then I’ll meet you this afternoon. We’ll go deliver the painting?” The doctor looked at her apologetically, “I know I said yes last night but I can’t. Jeremy called this morning. I’m meeting with him to finalize things. It’ll take a good while.” Her shoulders slumped and she frustratingly grabbed a piece of watermelon, “Fine. Go then.” Cassandra hesitated and then she walked to her, reaching fo

Cassandra awoke with a headache, vaguely recalling what happened last night. She called out frantically as it all came to her, “Selena? Selena!” She hastily stepped out of the bed, ignoring the aches she felt all over her body, rushing out of the room. Selena rushed in at that moment, catching her in her arms, “I’m here! Don’t worry!” Cassandra flung her arms so hard around her, pulling her close as she muttered, “Thank God, you’re alright.” She should be the one saying that. She mumbled, tucking a few strands of her hair behind her ear, “You made me worry so much, Cass. Come, I drew you a bath.” She clasped her hand in hers, pulling her out of her room, downstairs, passing by the living room till the back of the house where the jacuzzi was found.She stiffened when Selena approached her and began unbuttoning her blouse, “What happened, Cass?” She pushed the blouse off her shoulders and it fell to the ground. She walked behind her, gently undoing her messy bun, releasing her black h

Cassandra walked out of the fitting room, ignoring the clear cursed words Selena flung at her. She observed her surroundings. The stalker was nowhere to be seen. Thankfully. But as she turned around to look back at her defiant kitten, she realized that he was hiding behind a tall shelf, still looking towards her. She was tempted to just go to him and punch him straight in the face right now. “Selena. Pay for that lingerie and the black dress and let’s go.” Selena grumbled as she hopped into her jeans, zipping it up. She picked up the shopping bags and Cassandra slid her hand around her waist, directing her to the cashier.The man behind the cashier scanned the items and then paused, slightly raising the lacy bra, “Ma’am, I believe this is a two piece set. You might be missing—" Selena reddened furiously, “It’s alright. Just scan it!” The cashier’s cheek became red as well, “I’ll just…uh get someone to get you a complete set. Just wait—” Cassandra interrupted, handing her bank card,