Pretending? (EDITING)

Chapter 5

That moment when you kiss someone and everything you imagine becomes hazy, and the only thing in focus is you and this person and you realize that that person is the only one that you’re supposed to kiss for the rest of your life

-  Fall Away, Lund.

CASSEY (P.O.V)

"Good morning Miss Cassey, how's your day starting off?" Andrea greets me as I entered the office. She sure seemed chirpier today. Wonder what happened to her when I left.

My day had started out quite awfully.

On my part I was recovering from a nasty hangover headache, never drink too much whiskey on an empty stomach. I could hardly remember anything from yesterday, how Stacey managed to get me home. The only parts I could recall was how I dashed out of the office like a mad bull. But hey memory impairment was the free prize at the bottom of a whiskey bottle. I mean that's what Sheldon Cooper said.

Anyways the past was the past not worth remembering.

"Morning too Ma'am my day is great. Thanks for asking," I answer politely. After setting my stuff down I go and get her coffee like I always did every morning.

I set down the coffee before her and go to my desk look for my notepad that held her schedule for today. I steal a glance at Andrea only to find her looking at me expectantly.

If it was about yesterday or our past again, I’d totally lose my s**t. It was becoming an old episode that I was growing tired of revisiting.

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On her part, Andrea was also growing tired of this pretend game. Showing the picture to Cassey yesterday was a success because she wouldn't pretend anymore. But something was off with Cassey, she didn't seem aware or agitated as she was the previous day. So Andrea would have to go with a new approach today and it was hanging boldly on the wall

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Locating the notepad I flipped it open ready to recite today's plan to Andrea only to be stopped by her puzzling question.

"Do you like it?" She asks quietly.

"Huh,"

"Do you like it Cass," she asks again more loudly the second time. I don't fail to note the use of my nickname and how it used to soften me when she said it.

"Like? What exactly Ms. Andrea?" I ask looking at her. The grey eyes looked at me expectantly as she pointed behind me.

I dared to look only to be stunned by what hanged beside my desk on the wall. I really didn’t have any words for what Andrea did.

"Do you like it," she asks again as stood from her desk. She looked mighty fine as she pranced towards me “It’s a picture of us. Pretty beautiful right?”

I could not believe this was happening again. Two days in a row was too much for me.

She had another photo of us from 7 years ago. This picture had an overwhelming meaning to me. The picture was taken after winning in a basketball tournament we had played together her having no 11 and I 10 on our Jerseys.  But now it was enlarged and framed almost filling two fifth of the wall next to my desk and a smaller framed one sitting on my desk.

The picture was taken the same day I fully realized I loved Andrea not only as a friend but as a beautiful woman. To top it all we won the 'ISK' basketball tournament. I was grinning largely as she nipped my ears lovingly in the picture. 

It was the day we made love. The same day I experienced the greatest euphoria. My face immediately grows pale and I feel my breathe shortening. Why this picture of all the numerous we’d taken together. It secretly made me reminisce of how happy we were and how happy we could still be if she never left me.

"What's the meaning of this?" I asked my voice getting dangerously low.

This was too much for me to take. Her office was getting smaller by the minute we couldn't be in the same room. She could easily tell if I tried lying. So I did what I knew best I left, leaving the photo on my desk and walking out.

I headed straight to the master bedroom of the showroom. I couldn't stop myself from pacing back and forth. My dress swayed with my movements and the denim jacket I had on made me feel hotter.

The door in the room opens and shuts with a bang and I knew she was here and this time she wouldn't drop the matter until I properly acknowledged her or our problems. I mean she played along as long as she could.

"I don't know what you aim to get in this pretend game but this has to end today!"

"I'm not playing any games with you Ms. besides you can’t just hang pictures like that in the office. What's wrong...," I stopped myself before i could curse her out.

“It’s my office I can do to it whatever I damn well please Cassey,” she says to me, “But that’s not the point here is it?”

She looked intimidating but really hot in her outfit. A blue blazer, black skinny jeans, a grey shirt and wedge ankle boots that increased her height even more.

Andrea looked really nice compared my peach colored sundress dress, black heels and a blue denim jacket. It was Friday in the office and we could wear casual official.

"Cass please let's talk," Andy says stepping towards me pleading with her eyes.

"Look ma'am I don't know why you keep on insist I'm someone I'm not! But right now you are beginning to sound like a broken record. We keep going in circles about this and frankly it's becoming annoying," I say gesturing at her antics.

"I could never confuse you to anyone Cassey. I don't know why you are pretending that you can't remember me or us but I know you do."

"Besides your face told it all after looking at our pictures...you can't avoid the inevitable," Andrea says as she looks at me straight in the eyes. Her gaze was so strong till I felt like I was at her mercies.

"Miss I don't have to pretend or try and remember something that never happened to me Ma'am," I say coldly pointing my index finger at her.

"Then why do you keep walking out on me after seeing these pictures, just talk to me please," she asked as she prodded towards me.

"I. DON'T. WANNA. TALK. TO. YOU. Damn it, I'm speaking Greek or something. I don't know you!" I finally break and shout at my boss losing my patience.

"Why did you walk out then?!" She shouted slamming her fist into the wall. No matter how furious and angry I could make Andrea be, she would never hit me. Andrea would rather hit anything around but me.

"I don't f*****g know what you mean, I just came here to arrange some stuff in this bedroom. A few things looked out of place and we may be getting some prospect buyers anytime.

Miss Reya Davies is coming in to see you she may want a mini tour. You know coming to see the show house. I think we should get back to work Ms. Andrea," the words tumble out of my mouth as I try to get past Andrea and head for the door only to be pushed back. 

"No! No! No you aren’t leaving this room. You can bet on that Cassey, not until you drop this stupid facade and tell me why you hate me so much!" Andrea shouts. She goes ahead to lock the door and stand in front of it.

"Just drop it already Andrea!" I shout angrily all mad and worked up. Why wouldn't she leave this f*****g matter alone? It was our past, not worth remembering!

"No! I won’t. Not this time! So you better make yourself comfortable because we may stay in here for a while if you insist on feigning ignorance Cass! Just accept it, I caught and you can’t lie about it anymore," She says folding her arms.

"I don’t have to accept s**t! And I won’t accept s**t. You and your pictures can go f**k yourself Andrea. I'm leaving this room whether you like it or not." I shout harshly.

I was as equally stubborn as she way and I make my way towards the door only to be pushed back. She then advances at me forcing me to take a step back then another and another till the back of my knee hit the bed frame.

"Get out of my way Andy! I'm f*****g serious, move or I will smack you so hard you'll see the stars," I shout while I try to move forward just to be shoved back again.

WHACK!!!

I did it!

I slapped her. Well more like backhanded her making face snap in the other direction. Andrea turns to me as her eyes spark with annoyance, fury, anger. I try to muscle my way out only to be shoved roughly on the bed. I try pulling myself up just as Andrea straddles me. Trying to hit her again is in vain as my arms were immediately held securely above my head, her stormy grey eyes glaring at me.

"Get off me Andy," I struggled. Jeez, didn't Kate or just anyone who worked in this goddamn place hear us from the shouting match. Where's Kate when you need her.

"So know I'm no longer Ms. Andrea huh? Just Andy now," she mockingly says in a livid tone. I look into her eyes and I see how the grey eyes were examining me.

Andrea then leans down my ear and whispers, "I want an apology Cassey. For acting like a spoilt brat and hitting me."

"In your dreams Andy, you had it coming you piece of shit... you were practically begging me to slap you. Now get off me," I manage to breathe out. Andrea’s perfume smells amazing it had a teasing yet tempting scent that I was addicted to it immediately.

My heart beat increases as Andrea’s breath tickles my ears. Our bodies completely pressed together in the bed. Perfectly molded together as if meant to be.

A shiver runs down my spine as I try to pull myself together.

Shit!

Why?

Why did my body have to betray me in such a way?

Why was it reacting this way to her voice?

Her damn voice!

Andrea’s voice still had power over me. Her voice could unleash my lustful desires for her. The small things about her got me turned on.

I completely lose it when Andrea buries her face in my neck while deeply inhaling my scent. Andrea settles there for a while her breathe hitting my neck. She then starts placing soft butterfly kisses at the spot her lips laid dormant.

I was slowly losing myself to her, losing more than just my senses.

"Miss. Andrea…Andr… st... stop…please stop...get off of me," I try but it was like my body had a mind of its own since my head angled the opposite side to give her more access.

I thought the time and distance would make me forget her but here I was, beneath her responding to her every touch, caresses and sweet words as she continues whispering in my ear.

"Get off me right now Andrea," I try again as I toughen my voice gaining a bit of my senses.

"Why would I stop Cass? I think your body says otherwise," she say as I feel her smirking against my jaw.

Things were getting hot and heavy by the second and Andrea was completely right, my body was betraying me so bad. My eyes automatically shut as I enjoyed her sweet assaults to my neck. My body did really want something else and that was for Andy to continue with whatever she was doing.

Andy then moved boldly to kiss my jaws, cheeks, nose, and eyelids but intentionally misses my mouth leaving me frustrated but mostly angry with myself because I surely wanted her to kiss me on the lips so much.

My heart beats faster and faster as her breath fanned my face.

"Cass I've missed you so much...so so so much," she mumbled as she bit my on earlobe. Then Andrea stops abruptly making me groan in disapproval.

"Please say something Cassey," she whispers hovering over me. I open my eyes and look at her glazed ones. My eyes definitely matched hers. She wanted to devour all at once but also show me how much she felt, make me feel she wanted this just as much as I did.

"Just stop talking and kiss me all already," I whisper nervously. Andrea seems to not believe what had just come out of my mouth so my hands wrap around her neck and lower her towards mine. Her head lowers slowly as her hair falls like a curtain around us. My hand went up to brush strands of hair that obstructed my view of her.

"Kiss me please," I murmur on her lips. Closing my eyes I wait for the moment our lips fully connect.

That's all the assurance she needs as her mouth meets mine in a slow passionate kiss. The kiss feels the first time we ever kissed, how we savored the moment.

She slowly inches down to my lips our breath mingle to become one. She places her lips lightly on mine making me release a small sigh. They were so soft and fluffy like marshmallows. Her lips tracing mine, nibbling on them.

Kissing her was like reaching the highest high of pleasure. She was like an addicting drug. Her lips were smoother than any silk.

Of all people I'd ever kissed Andrea was simply the best. Her lips leave my mouth to trail kisses down my jaw and Andrea sucks on my neck eliciting moans from me. My hands go to her neck holding her tightly in place. Wasting no time I start moving my hands everywhere.

I couldn't get enough of her

"Uuuurgh Andy..." I moan.

She detaches her lips to remove her blazer and god did that muscle shirt do her justice. I take this chance to flip us over. At this point all reason flies out of the window.

She looks shocked from my sudden move but giggles. I hurriedly lean down and connect our lips in a hungry kiss. I missed her kisses. For now I'd r****h her till I got my fill.

My tongue tries snaking into her mouth but she proves adamant. I softly squeeze her hips making Andrea gasp as I welcome myself into her sweet mouth.

I feel her pout on my lips but I on the other hand feel triumphant. Andrea thought I forgot her sensitive spots.

Never Andy

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