Chapter 1

Hey guys!! I just wanted to thank you so much for all your support on my story, it's been growing so rapidly and I've even begun to love the characters as I write about them and when I'm writing other stuff I accidentally use Lainey and Cassidy's names🤣 thank you so much and I hope you enjoy!!

*P.S. I wanted to also let you know that if you are seeing pieces of the story that are written between ~ these ~ that just means it is either a memory or simply a dream/deep thought.

ANYWAYS I HOPE YOU LOVE IT!!💕🔥

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Cassidy and Evan sat at the bar talking that summer evening. Evan had his eyes out for his next one-night stand, but Cassidy had her own relationship awaiting her at home. "Why'd we even come here anyways." Cassidy looked up from the bar and around this frazzled bar with rainbow flags lining the walls. She was exhausting watching her friends go through failed serious relationships, Evan especially. Evan would constantly date men for their looks, along the way learning who they really are, things get apart. The term was from the inside out, not the outside in. Relationships just couldn't work on looks alone, they never have.

"You know I'm trying to hook up with a hot, sweaty, hunky piece of meat." He swiveled around on his barstool, sipping his vodka soda out of his pink straw. He maneuvered the straw with his fingers and watched men like a cat would watch a mouse before it pounced on them, so the look was pretty accurate. She rolled her eyes and followed him with the bar stool as well. They both leaned back against the counter slightly, drinking and watching the massive crowd of people on the dance floor.

"Look at that hot piece of ass." Evan slapped a girl's butt as she passed. She jumped and turned, smiling. Evan knew everyone in the bar.

"Hi, Evan!" She squealed drunkenly, throwing her arms around him for a sloppy hug.

"You know I'm not gay and I'm only here for moral support, right?" Cassidy replied once the random girl walked away. He rolled his eyes and giggled at her comment. "Ev, I'm serious." She rolled her eyes annoyed.

"That's what I said once." He said setting his empty glass on the counter and turning towards her. "Now, excuse me while I go dance up on that guy over there who, most likely with that big ass head, has nothing in it." Evan ran up to the guy and he touched upon his muscular arm as he laughed at most likely a corny joke. Cassidy was glad he was able to have this much fun after his break-up. She smiled and grabbed her purse, paying for her drinks, and turning to walk out. She bumped into a girl about her age, maybe a year or two older. "I'm so sorry." She turned back to see the girl looking at her, but kept walking.

The girl who she had bumped into had brunette bunched up curls lopped on top of her head into a messy bun and honey brown eyes, the kind that makes you melt after a serious glance; like the one she was giving her now. She walked in with four other girls alongside her, friends, girlfriends, sisters? No not sisters. Either way, whoever they were, they were absolutely stunning. Soft hair flowing down their backs, ripped jeans, miniskirts, heels. Why couldn't Cassidy look like that? One of them surely was her girlfriend if she was walking into a gay club with four straight and submissive looking girls walking in with her. What a player, she never even apologized back. Cassidy rolled her eyes in response to the lack of apology and respect from the other girl. She continued out the door of the club and out onto the crowded streets of San Francisco. The cars honked and couples made out against the walls of other buildings along the sidewalk, mostly couples of the same gender, or not even couples at all, the way one of them was sucking the girl's face, it looked more like a drunken one-night stand. The club started to fill as the afternoon heat died down and the afternoon turned into evening. The sunset over the vast skyscrapers covering the perimeter of the city. She slung her purse over her shoulder happily, she loved the sunset and sunrise. Cassidy rushed home to catch the sunset from her apartment with a view. Of course, she didn't pay to live there, but her boyfriend did. They had been together now for six years. She was waiting for him to ask for her hand in marriage, but without her father's final blessing, and her mother not in the picture, it didn't mean as much to her.

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"Hey honey, I'm home." She called out, tossing her keys on the counter and then her purse.

"I'm in the shower! Be out in a sec." He called back, the water was heard hitting the shower tile, meaning the door was wide open to the bathroom and bedroom. She rubbed her fingers against the chip in the newly installed granite countertops and sighed, rolling her eyes. She looked out the windows lining the living room in their apartment. The sun, stretching its colors across the horizon, beaming with beautiful yellows and pinks, she smiled again. Something about the warmth of the sun gave her the chills. She crossed her arms against her chest and rubbed her arms that were covered in little goosebumps. Cassidy turned on her heels with a grin and went into their bedroom and stripped down to nothing. She then wandered through the bathroom and into the shower with Keith and began to rub his back, lovingly. He smiled and figured it was her, although every door in the house was unlocked or open, it could've been the neighbor trying to get at him. He turned around after flinging his hands through his hair under the stream to get the last of the shampoo out. He turned and smiled, the water running down his shoulders and down his toned chest. His dark tattoo laying along his peck. Something about being 10% Hawaiian made him go crazy and get a tribal tattoo. Cassidy smiled as water splashed off of him, hitting her body, she traced his tattoo softly, only glazing over the lines with her fingers. He watched her and wrapped his arms around her, kissing her tightly. Cassidy broke off the kiss after an appropriate amount of time, but he came back at her with a growl in the back of his throat.

She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck as the water ran down the two of them, soaking her hair. His hands slithered down her back slowly, reaching the dip from her back to her butt. He grabbed it in handfuls as he smiled in their kiss. Cassidy couldn't help but smile too. Keith pushed his chest against hers and she stumbled slightly and moaned quietly as her back pressed against the cold tile. She lifted her hands from Keith's neck and with wide hands, led her fingers up and through his messy wet hair. Keith slid her back up the wall till she was able to wrap her legs around his waist and her feet entangled around each other to lock herself in like a koala to a tree. She could feel him, rubbing against her, doing what he knew made her feel so good. He moved so fast sometimes. She needed something more or perhaps something less.

"Keith..." she partially moaned, while scratching his neck. It did feel good, and she was tense from work, and life, in general, was rough per usual. He looked up at her and smiled.

"Tell me when to stop." He whispered next to her ear and she allowed him to continue. Although it's not what she came into the shower for, she was fine with leaving with it. He entered inside her and she moaned, piercing her lips shut. The walls were so paper thin for an expensive high-rise apartment. Their neighbors hated them.

He was able to catch his grip and began thrusting in and out of her and then again and again. She let her head fall back against the tile as she moaned, "Oh, God... Don't stop."

He grabbed her jaw, pulling her face forward to meet his eyes, slightly choking her. "Did I tell you to speak?" He said, lifting her jaw and head against the wall as he kissed her neck, the water still falling on the two of them. He sucked at her neck as she tried to find the right words to say without disrespecting him.

"No, sir..." she smiled widely as the kisses on her neck tickled her in the best way. He stopped and looked at her.

"That's what I thought." He said as he continued to give her what he believed she needed.

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Cassidy got out of the shower, grabbing her towel from the counter and wrapping it around her. She grabbed her hair and twisted it upward. Partially to squeegee the water out, but mostly to put it up for work later. She set it in place with a hair tie and dried her face off again, water dripping down from her hair and down the side of her face. She opened her drawer and pulled her underwear out, then proceeded to slip them up her legs. Keith came up behind her and hugged her. He was still wet from the shower. He snuggled his face into her neck and inhaled with a sigh afterward.

"Let me cook dinner for you tonight, my treat." Kieth said, going to his own closet and picking his clothes out.

"I'm sorry babe, I can't. I have to leave for work in an hour." She said, attempting to put her bra on without twisting it around this time. She couldn't hook it with ease, but was relieved when Keith came over and hooked it for her.

"Then at least let me eat dinner." He smirked teasingly and kissed the crook of her neck above her shoulder. Turning her around with a sharp inhale and a loud sigh, he kissed up her neck under her chin.

"Stop it." She giggled and pushed him off of her. Keith laughed and made his way back to the closet and Cassidy got ready for work.

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Once at work, Cassidy smoothed out her apron and sighed. Back to hell. Being a San Francisco waitress wasn't so bad, they paid you minimum wage, so regardless of tips, you got paid appropriate wages either way. There was supposed to be three new people starting that night. One person for the cook and two for the waitress. She'd miss the tips, but she would enjoy the extra company. For the longest time, the closing crew had only two waitresses. Cassidy walked in and clocked in, on the dot as always. She moved swiftly out through the kitchen door and into the front. As she came through the door, Cassidy could see the other closing waitress speaking to two other girls in aprons, most likely the new employees.

"And that's about it." Was all Cassidy could hear from Dawn as she walked out the door that squeaked so horribly. All three of the girls turned and looked back towards the door, leaving Cassidy in the spotlight. "Cassidy, these are the new recruits."

Cassidy smiled tiredly at them and they smiled half-eagerly back. She made her way over to Dawn and the new girls, leaning against the counter in front of them. "Welcome," She smiled. Cassidy reached over the counter and grabbed two new order ticket books along with her own, slipping her book into the pocket on her apron that hugged her tightly. Keith always said the black one made her look sexy, so she had to leave it at home. She smiled at that, attempting to hide it.

Cassidy handed one to the girl on the left; blonde and bubbly. "I already bought one." The blonde girl smiled flashing the book that had the same order tickets luckily. Cassidy didn't hesitate, but she moved on to the next girl. Bunched up, brunette hair loped on top of her head into a very messy bun. She looked oddly familiar, but it was getting late and Cassidy was tired.

She handed a book to the other girl who took it without question, "thanks." She smiled softly, easy on the eyes. Dawn eventually walked off with the girl who had a ticket book already, leaving Cassidy and the oddly familiar girl alone to stare at each other as if they knew each other at all.

"Sorry, I don't think I caught your name," Cassidy added, reaching forward to shake her hand.

"Lainey." She met Cassidy's hand less than half-way after Cassidy waited for her for a little bit.

"Okay, Lainey. Well, let's get started, shall we?" Cassidy once again sighed and smoothed out her apron. Cassidy spoke to Lainey as she showed her how to take a gentleman's order. She gave it to the cooks, took two other orders and then went back to the kitchen window to grab the plate for the first order. After a couple orders, she turned back to Lainey who was following and watching her every move unwillingly. "You should never take more than 4 orders at once; you'll get confused and then stressed out. It's just not worth it," Cassidy stopped and turned to her. "Any questions?"

Lainey hesitated and then smiled, "aren't you the girl that bumped into me at the gay club today?" It all came back to her. Ah, yes, the most masculine looking woman Cassidy had ever seen, walking alongside four other submissive girls, friends, girlfriends? Who knew? For all she knew, Lainey could be a pimp. All she really remembered was that girl in the club didn't say sorry back after Cassidy said it. Brunette bouncy hair, scraggly put up into a little messy bun, it looked perfectly imperfect, it also made her look more attractive in a business kind of way. How embarrassing for Lainey to say it out loud, at the gay club, it wasn't like that. She wasn't like that. What are you thinking, Cassidy... just answer her?

"Yeah, you mean the one that bumped into me and didn't apologize?" Cassidy said, not meaning for it to come out the way it did, but oh it did indeed come out in the bitchiest way possible. She didn't mean to be so rude; it was more of getting back at her for her comment. Lainey raised her left eyebrow and crossed her arms. She was at least a half of a foot taller than Cassidy standing there. She was sure to have it coming.

Lainey chuckled and leaned in to say something, but it came out as an intimidating and hoarse whisper. "I'm going to wait tables now." She whispered softly. She spun around and went to take an order from a table, leaving Cassidy to stand there cluelessly, almost so struck by curiosity and at the same time; fear, that she didn't hear the bell ding for the fresh plate at the kitchen window.

"Cassidy... hello!? Earth to Cass." The cook dinged the bell about another three times before she noticed and covered it with her hand. She didn't need any more headaches tonight.

"Sorry Erik, I'll get this right out. Just be ready for our ten o'clock rush." Cassidy grabbed a tray and loaded up the appetizer and other main dishes the man had ordered and got it out. She was left to only wonder, how did someone the same gender, yet so intimidating make her blush the way she was in that very moment.