Chapter 12 - Alexander

"Hey man! What's up?!" Sean came barging to my office without knocking.

"What the hell are you doing here? Don't you have a company to run?" I told him irritated.

"What's up with you today? I thought you banged Miranda last night. She was all over you the whole time." He said smiling suggestively.

"What? What the fuck are you talking about?" I said distractedly. Why did Cassandra called me last night? Shit! I know she's planning something. When we were young she always calls me by my complete name every time she plans something terrible to me. I shiver just thinking about those times.

"Hey! Are you even listening to me?" I look at Sean. What did he say again?

"What?" I've been preoccupied since I came to the office thinking about Cassandra's call.

"You're distracted. I said, did you go to Miranda's place last night? You know she was openly suggesting it to you." He smiled mischievously while raising his eyebrows simultaneously.

"No way man! Why would I go with her? You know that she already slept with almost everyone we know!" I protested. I do like my women more experienced but Miranda is on a different level. I'm afraid I'll catch STD if I sleep with her.

"I thought so since you don't act like you've scored any last night."

"No! That's not the reason. I was busy last night so I didn't have time to fraternized around." I explained clearly.

"Okay, then what's gotten you all twisted up?" He looks more confused than me right now.

"It's just...It's Cassandra." I finally relented.

"You mean Cassandra Collins?! The hottest fucking woman on this planet but more uptight than any Nuns you'll ever know?" Sean sighing dreamily.

"First of all, don't ever call Cassandra uptight or I'll kick your ass! And lastly, stop fucking fantasizing about her you asshole!" I said feeling so angry all of a sudden.

I mean, yeah she's hot, fucking hot! That dress last night almost killed me. She was all covered from the front but the back. Fuck! I instantly got a hard-on when I saw it. Her back was fully exposed that you would think she's not wearing anything on her upper body. And those lecherous men ogled like fucking perverts! It drove me mad. I don't know why I feel overprotective of her, perhaps because she's family. Yeah, that's it.

"Relax man! I'm just stating what I see. Even a blind man can see that." He mockingly laughs at me.

"Do you like her then?" I asked feeling like a protective brother. I just don't want her to get hurt. Sean's a notorious playboy.

"Of course I like her!" I glared at him.

"As a friend. You know, I've known her since we were teens. And she's like a sister to me!" He explained further. Good!

"So uh what's with Cassandra anyway? Why do you look so absent-minded?" Sean asked.

"Nothing! She just called me last night saying she wanted to talk to me in person. Apparently, she wants to ask a favor from me." I explained.

"Okay, so what's bothering you then? It's just a talk." He said clearly didn't understand my predicament.

"No! You don't understand. It's not just a talk! It's 'the' fucking talk!" I exclaimed quoting the word 'the' with my fingers.

"Okay... So what's wrong with this 'the' talk then?" He asked copying my action.

"Do you remember how I always had this bad feeling before Cassandra pranks me? I feel it right now!" I told him honestly.

"Are you serious? We're not young anymore. I don't think she'll pull any pranks on you." Sean said while laughing at me.

"No, she's not doing any pranks. But I just feel like she's up to something you know!" I said worriedly.

"You're just being paranoid! Maybe she just wants to talk business. Or maybe she needs your help with her upcoming charity gala." Sean suggested.

Now that I think about it, she did mention during one of our family dinners that she's expecting a lot of sponsors to come to the gala. "Yeah, I think you are right. Maybe I'm just overthinking things. I think she did mention something about sponsors for the gala." I'll just see later what she's up to.

"See! That's it! You don't have to worry about anything actually."

"Anyway, I have to go. I just came here to pester you and I already did." He revealed while smiling like a Cheshire cat.

"You fucker! Leave before I throw you out myself!" Shaking my head while smiling.

I came home around eight-fifteen in the evening and I quickly took a shower and change. I got in my car and drove to Cassandra's place in record time.

I'm currently in her doorstep ready to knock when the door opens revealing a very tempting Cassandra wearing a satin robe. Fuck! Why is she wearing that? It just turns me on thinking how soft and easy it is to slide it down her body. I thought looking at her.

"Good evening Cassy." I kiss her cheek. Damn, even her smell is tempting!

"Hi, Alexander! Come in!" She smiled. God, she's beautiful.

She guides me through the hall towards her living room. "Please sit. Do you want anything to drink?"

"No, I'm fine thanks." I told her honestly. I just want to get over whatever the hell she wants to tell me because if I stay longer I might get tempted to do bad things to her like really naughty ones. Shit! I feel like a perve right now. Get over yourself man she's family, like a sister remember!

"So what is it you want to talk about?" I ask a little loudly.

She looks nervous pouring her drink and she almost spilled it. Is she shaking? "Oh about that uhh.." She stops pouring her drink and look back at me. She looks tensed and she's fidgeting with the belt of her robe.

"Are you feeling okay? Do you want to sit down?" I suggested. I think she might faint at any moment.

"No! I mean, I'm okay there's no need to be worried about." She eventually smiled though a little strained.

"Are you sure you don't want one?" She asked me again while pointing to her stocks.

I shrug. "Alright, just pour me anything." Looking at her all tense I might need it after all.

She takes our drinks, pass the other glass to me, and sits on the single couch. She looks stiff sitting there.

Scotch? Hmmm...I raised my right eyebrow. Since when did she took a liking to this? I've never seen her drink strong ones. She's more of a sweet wine kind of girl.

"So, you said you wanted to talk?" I asked simply.

"Uhm...Well..." She stutters and then drinks her scotch.

I'm shocked when she drank it in one go. She makes a face and put down the glass then looks at me and then looks at the hall towards the bedroom.