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wheelchair-bound ever since, but
my father treats her like she's not even there. Her brain function
is fine so I know she understands everything that's said. I'd give
anything to hear what she thinks of my father and the way he's
treated her all these years. He should be treating her like a queen
since she's the reason he's as wealthy as he is now. All of the
money he has is from what he inherited from her.
    "It's nice to see you, too, Dad." I sit down
next to my grandmother and reach out for a glass of lemonade.
    If I'm forced to be here every week then I
need a drink or two to get through the day.
    "Don't be a smartass. Did you get that file I
sent you about where the city's red light violation income is
going?"
    "I'm sure I did, Dad. I just haven't had time
to look it over yet."
    "What's more important than looking over the
inappropriate spending of our city's politicians? You need to know
what you’re talking about when you're asked about this next week at
the congressional dinner."
    I practically spit out my lemonade all over
the table. I glare at my father, pissed that's he's bringing this
back up. "I’m not going to that dinner. I already told you this.
Just because you make it your life’s work to kiss people's asses
and lie to the American people for a living, it doesn’t mean I have
to watch you or even support you. God knows you’ve never supported
me."
    He slams his glass down on the table. "Are
you really disrespecting me in my own house, boy? In front of your
grandmother?"
    That's rich coming from him. He doesn’t give
a shit about my grandmother. He's made it clear that he thinks
she's too stupid to understand anything that's going on anyway.
    I push my chair back and stand up from the
table. I’m not staying here any longer and listening to this
bullshit.
    I lean over and give my grandmother another
kiss on the cheek before whispering in her ear, "I love you, Gran.
I'll see you next week."
    I straighten back up. "As amazing as it's
been seeing you again, Dad, I think I'll leave before this
conversation gets nasty." I wave goodbye to my mother and walk back
through their home and out the front door. Neither of them fights
my departure. They're probably happy to see me leave.
    Sliding in my roadster, I peel out of the
driveway, making sure my tires squeal against the pavement. I know
it's childish but my parents bring out that side of me. I'm
thirty-five years old but when I’m in their presence I feel like a
misbehaving ten-year-old all over again.
    As I drive back into the city my thoughts are
back on Cassie. I should leave her alone. She deserves a man much
better than me. I should have listened to Chris in the beginning
when he told me she was off limits. A relationship with her would
never work. But a friendship with Cassie, that may be exactly what
we both need.
    I've never been friends with a woman before.
I never saw the point. You're not supposed to fuck a friend and
women were put on this earth for me to fuck. Or at least that's
what I used to believe.
    Maybe I should start sleeping around again
and pull up my old line-up. It's Sunday, and if I give Bailey a
call, even after all this time, I know she'd be more than willing
to come over and wrestle with me for a few hours in my bed.
    But as much as my dick needs action, deep
down I know there is no way in hell I'll be calling Bailey, or any
other woman to get my dick wet. My dick now has a specific taste
and all it wants is Cassie.
    I'll try the friend thing and maybe,
somewhere down the road, we can give a relationship a try. I'm
willing to take this slow. Something inside tells me she's worth
the wait.
    This means I still need to talk to Chris. He
needs to know what's been going on with me the past year, and what
my intentions are with Cassie. I'm going to be her friend now, but
when we're ready to cross over from friends to lovers I want Chris
to be on board. He's my closest friend and I don't want to risk
that friendship.
    I hit a few buttons