A beep emitted from
Cassidy wanted to ignore it, but decided it probably
wouldn't be wise. She got up and walked
to the nearby office, the door of which was open. "Yes, God?" She called in sardonically.
Cassidy blinked.
"Sir, I'm not sure it's exactly the right time." She was biting back a grin.
"It's your...costume, so to speak, for your
mission. Ah, and here's the lucky
groom." He laughed as Krit walked
in.
Cassidy flashed Krit a smile when he entered.
"Congratulations.
I'm sure you two will have a nice honeymoon." He plopped the box in
"
"Yes."
"Promise not to call you Corny,"
"Can't I have a better name?"
"No." He
laughed a little. "
"How exactly do we come up with these names?"
"Random computer generations. Your last name means of the
birds." He laughed.
"Not anymore.
I'm
"
"Thought that was it."
"Look these over."
He said, handing them each a file.
"You leave tomorrow at 0700."
"You're dismissed."
The pair left and
"Yeah...it could."
He laughed.
"We get along well enough for this to be fun."
"Yeah...and we can cover the physical parts of it I'm
sure."
"Exactly."
~*~
"He's sick.
We're going to have to extend that working truce."
"Wait... what?
No, you can send
"I don't trust
"Or
"They're gone.
Another mission. You ready?"
"Yeah."
Cassidy grabbed her bag, having slid on the ring last night so as to be
used to wearing it.
"Come on honey, smile."
"Why don't we discuss that working truce on the
way?"
"Probably a good plan."
Cassidy sighed. This
wasn't going to be as much fun as she'd hoped.
"Okay. Look, we're going to
have to make this look believable in public, and I can accept that." Mostly because she didn't want to die on a
mission. They'd established a sort of
truce to keep the peace within the unit, but fact was, she still couldn't stand
"Don't flatter yourself." He said.
"It's purely professional."
"I'm not saying it's not, but I'm saying we've both got
people here who we'd rather be going with."
"Yeah well I can tell you for sure that
She wanted to say 'Me either,' but refrained from it. "Can't imagine Krit is, either."
"Yeah well, tough shit." He said, leading her to the car, a long black
limo.
"From this point on, you and I are rich and in
love."
'And I'm in hell.'
Cassidy blocked the thought out.
"Yep."
"So smile."
She plastered a smile to her face.
"Now. I am going
to kiss you. Do not hit me."
She nodded, knowing the effort was likely to make her sick
but consenting anyway.
"Can we not look like we're going to hurl?"
"We're not trying to."
"Am I really that bad?"
"Yes."
"Good." He
said, taking her chin in two of his fingers and pressing his lips gently to
hers.
Cassidy let him kiss her.
Slowly
It took all her willpower to not pull away and shove him
away from her. 'For appearances. For appearances.' She let him continue.
He pulled away and looked at her. "Now was that really so bad?"
"It wasn't a bad kiss."
"You would just rather be kissing Agent Lee. And I would rather be kissing Agent
Duvall."
"Yeah."
"But we can deal.”
"We're going to have to."
"It's not as bad as you're thinking."
"How is it not as bad as I'm thinking, exactly?"
"I'm not the dick you think I am."
"You don't do a very good job of proving that to
me."
"You don’t give me a chance to."
"I assume you're going to be how you always are,
yes."
"But honestly, have I been that harsh since we made our
agreement?"
"You've improved.
But that's also an entirely work-related situation where we're
surrounded by other people."
"Yeah, which means I more likely to be nice to you
without them there."
"I'd think it'd work the other way."
"Why? I have a reputation
to uphold with them.”
"Right but they all know about the working truce."
"Exactly. So I
still look like a dick."
“I'll trust you to your faulty logic."
He kissed her cheek.
"You should."
Cassidy blinked.
'Appearances,' she reminded.
"So... was the enormous ring necessary, did it go with the cover,
or is it intended for one Agent Duvall?"
"I figured. I'm
not much the marrying type either. I
don't see myself as
"
"Women can be that way sometimes. They all seem to have a naive dream of being
a housewife, except me and a few others I know of."
"Yeah exactly.
And the fact that I have told her flat out when I've been unfaithful and
she still wants to come to my bed is fine with me, but doesn't say much about
her."
"No. It
doesn't. Yet another reason I don't do
the exclusive thing."
"Your friend
"She knows you're with
"It's just a little harsh of me to do someone else on
the team."
"Agreed. But
it'd get your point across."
"It would."
"Since, after all, you're supposed to be a dick."
"Yes."
"In addition, from what I've heard, to having
one."
"Don't worry about it.
And I do have one, I promise."
"Good to know."
She was still wearing a smile.
"Now you're acting like a newly married woman."
"God help me."
"God help us all."
They arrived at the airport, and Cassidy turned to him.
He smiled as he helped her out. "Here we go, love." He murmured, kissing her hand as he led her
into the airport, men behind him, carrying their bags.
"Thank you."
Cassidy smiled coyly at him.
"As most likely, we are," she replied just as
quietly, closing her eyes.
He kissed her cheek, then turned her head to him and kissed
her again. "I love you."
Cassidy smiled and leaned in to kiss him.
He met her lips, yes, this ploy would work fine. He pulled away as the stewardess came
up. "Yes, I'd like a glass of white
wine, and my wife would like the same.
Thanks." He said.
She placed a hand on his leg.
"It won’t be as good as what you get at home,
She laughed softly.
"I'm certain it'll be fine,
'Damn that stupid name.'
She was smiling at him.
This *did* actually have the potential to be interesting... because he
couldn't publicly yell at her, after all.
She ran her hand farther up his leg.
"You're always such a charmer."
Cassidy smiled.
"A very flattering truth, then." Her hand still glided slowly along his leg.
"I still don’t think I'm good enough for you
even."
"Maybe you aren't," she said, with a slight
laugh. "I think you are."
"I'm a boring rich man but thank you."
"Hardly boring."
"But very rich."
"That you are."
She kissed him again, hand still occupied.
"What are you doing?" He laughed softly.
"Oh, nothing."
She smiled innocently.
"That doesn't seem like nothing to me."
"Oh it doesn't?"
Oh God, why did she have to be such a whore?
"No it really doesn't."
"Well if you really mind I'll stop."
"I don't."
"Good." She
smiled and leaned close to whisper to him.
"Well there's the proof, you have actually got a dick."
Cassidy kissed back this time, not just letting him but
actively participating.
Cassidy kept kissing him, acting almost instinctively. "I'm going to wind up in your lap,"
she said between kisses.
"I don't care."
He whispered, wanting her closer.
She settled herself there, still kissing him.
His hands slid down her back, to a place he really should be
shot for touching. He'd always thought
she had a nice ass...
"Mmm."
Cassidy didn't stop him.
"God Ca-" He
squeezed his eyes shut. "Gen,"
he corrected.
She smiled, kissing his neck.
"Okay...baby we're on the plane..."
"I know. No more
right now." She smiled.
"Back to your seat before I take you right here."
She smiled. "Yes
sir."
He kissed her once more, wondering why the hell he was so
turned on. The ride was a long one and
it took him awhile to...calm down.
Cassidy decided to read, having tossed a book into her
carry-on in case she'd needed an excuse to not talk to him.
~*~*~
"Yes.
Reservation for
They were given their key and he smiled, bringing her into
the elevator. "I know you don't
like this but please play along."
He whispered.
"That's the plan," she whispered back, then kissed
his cheek.
He kissed her gently and then winked.
She laughed, and it honestly was Cassidy laughing. This was absurd.
He hugged her tenderly.
"Just think how happy this will make you."
"Very, very happy." She forced a smile.
~*~*~
The days passed and
"What happened?"
He pulled her close, not trusting the safety of the bedroom
even. "Problems with the IMF, we're
not allowed to come back yet."
She nodded.
"Alright."
"They said we're gonna be here for...an indeterminable
amount of time."
"They'll call us when we can come back." Cassidy suddenly noticed how close they
were. "You don't trust anything, do
you?"
"No. Not
anymore. They hardly told me anything
and I’m a little scared."
"Now there's something I NEVER thought you'd say."
"Yeah don't gloat." He sighed, resting his forehead on hers.
"Of course not."
"I'm serious."
"I am too. For
once. First and last time, don’t get
used to it."
"Good." He
said. He pulled back. "Well then we’ll stay."
Cassidy forced a smile.
~*~*~
"Seems like we do." She agreed, grinning widely.
He smiled at her and then...kissed her.
Cassidy's response was instinctive, exactly as they'd done
publicly for the entire time... but then she realized they were no longer in
the public eye. Not that it stopped her.
He slid her coat to the floor and pulled her closer, knowing
that this was no longer a charade but not caring. He hadn't done anything with anyone for the
three weeks they'd been in
Cassidy wasn't sure she'd gone so long since she'd split
with Spencer, and even though under normal circumstances she'd have rather shot
herself than sleep with him, the isolation had done strange things to her and
it wasn’t as if a supposedly married woman could go pick up a guy. She kissed his neck, arms around him.
"
"Mmm... yeah, I noticed..."
"And if you tell me no I may cry."
Cassidy kissed him deeply.
"You really think I'm going to say no?" She considered a moment then reached down
below his belt. "Forgive me for
being forward."
"Oh I definitely forgive you. And yeah, I thought you
might." He decided to shut up
before she changed her mind.
"Not me. I'm a
whore."
"Lucky me."
He smiled.
"Lucky you," she agreed, pulling him to the bed.
~*~*~
Cassidy woke up.
Funny, she didn't remember Krit coming to bed... no matter. She leaned over and kissed him firmly.
"And this isn't awkward." He laughed and stood
up. "Keep your head there while I
get dressed."
"Yeah," came the muffled response.
He grabbed clothes and went to take a shower. God that had been some damn good sex,
but...well...it was Cassidy.
Cassidy wrapped herself in the blanket from the bed and sat
up. Yes, he was good in bed, but... she
shuddered. He was still most definitely
He knocked from the bathroom. "Is it safe for me to come out?"
"Yeah, I'm not dressed yet but I'm covered."
"Cool." He
said, walking back into the room.
"This isn't going to make things odd between us is it?"
"Because you're the first guy with whom I've ever done
something casually? We're fine."
"Just no more comments on me having a small dick. You know it's not true now."
"No, it's not," she agreed. "And you know what to do with it."
"Indeed I do."
"That's the best compliment you're getting, besides a
thanks that was fun."
"I'm not asking for compliments."
"Then be astounded that I gave you one all on my
own."
"I am."
"And you think I'm a snotty bitch."
"No."
"No?"
"No. You're nice
to guys that you've fucked."
"Not all of them.
There's one I'd like very much to see dead."
"Well yes, but that's why you're so valuable to
me."
"Nice to know what I'm good for."
"You're very, very good at the things you choose to
be."
"Well if we get totally stuck and astoundingly horny we
now know we won't die if we fuck."
"We also know we'll have fun doing it."
"Yeah... and to think, I didn't think I'd ever fuck you
when I was sober."
"But you did.
And you enjoyed it.
Immensely."
"Yeah and so did you, so don't flatter yourself."
"I got to see you naked."
"Join the club, I hear they got jackets."
"You're hot."
"Thank you. So I
hear. And also read on most bathroom
walls…"
"You going to get dressed?"
"Guess I should, huh?
Shower, dress." Cassidy
reached for clothes, accidentally letting the blanket slip but quickly picking
it up.
"You just want me to tromp around bareass, don't
you?"
"Yes."
Cassidy shrugged and dropped the blanket, headed for the
bathroom.
"I'm comfortable with me. Completely so. And I think that anyone who's not can kiss my
ass." Cassidy flashed him a grin
and turned on the shower, leaving the door open.
"You're tempting me
"I told you, I'm a whore," she called.
"Yeah but I think if I came in there right now you'd be
mean."
"Nah. No more
than usual."
"Which means you wouldn't fuck me."
Cassidy turned, giving him a look. "You want to find out? Because I'm just thinking, the right kisses
and you might wind up pleasantly surprised."
"Really," she replied, reaching out and placing a
hand on his bare chest.
Alright, he had to try.
He dropped trow and climbed into the shower, standing behind her and
kissing her neck.
Cassidy leaned back against him. "Mmm.
That's it."
"I can honestly say that you are the best I've had in a
loooooong time." He whispered in
her ear before nibbling on it.
"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself."
"Are you?"
"Very much so. You
know... your girlfriend won't like this if she ever finds out." She said after a moment.
"Yeah well, neither will your boy toy."
"Agreed," she said cheerfully, then turned around
to press against him and kiss him firmly.
"But that's okay."
"Yeah I think so too..." He said, kissing her again.
"You going to fuck me or does a girl have to do all the
work around here?" She teased.
And he did, right there in the shower.