KADE HAWKINS/ CONNOR
‘I DON’T LIKE THONGS, THEY RIDE UP YOUR ASS AND LEAVE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE AS FUCK’, Cass wiggled in her chair and when her eyes met mine and they dilated she realized the words had slipped right out of her mouth loud enough for me to hear.
Jesus Christ, I loved her boldness.
And whether or not she knew it, letting me know she had lace underneath that Versace designer dress made my pants a little bit tight.
She was outgoing, she spoke her mind and she literally didn’t take shit from anyone me included and maybe that was the whole fucking reason I was congealed to her ass since day one.
“I like cotton on you way better than lace”, I shot, she took a napkin from the table wrinkling the tip of her nose when she didn’t like me talking or me in general.
“Don’t be smug, Kade. That was not meant for your ears”
“Really? I don’t know I could help with the situation; I’ve handled thongs before”
