“That’s it—fuck your hand right here in public. You fooled me, Cass. I thought you were just a cocktease but you’re a total fucking slut, aren’t you?” “No.” The word comes out hoarse, less than a whisper. I’m not. Not usually. I don’t know what the hell is happening to me right now. “Just tonight.” “Just for me.” “No.” Yes. But I’m not about to unpack why right now. “Fuck you.”
