Taking a Chance by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: en-us
Format: mobi

Chapter Eight

Cassidy had been living with Travis on the Carver Ranch for just under a month. She’d gotten over her awkwardness around Theresa, for the most part. She still couldn’t stop the blushing when his mother gave her those knowing looks over the breakfast table. Maybe she never would. Life was going great, honestly. She still wasn’t completely sure what she intended to do for a job yet, but she didn’t feel rushed to make a decision.

“Cass!” she heard Travis yelling her name through the house. “Babe, your phone is driving me insane. Where the fuck are you, you little shit?” she heard him mutter. “Seriously, woman, come find this damn thing and answer it. For the love of God, why can’t I find it? It’s ringing incessantly, I should be able to locate it.”

Cassidy walked into the room and laughed when she saw Travis on his knees looking under the bed. “Seriously?” She grabbed his jeans from the day before. Reaching into the back pocket, she pulled out her phone. “See, you took it yesterday when we were by the pond, remember? Right before we got naked and swam?” The phone had been buzzing with emails and texts from various offers of employment for her and he had taken it from her, claiming to need his Cass fix.

Sliding the phone, she answered it with a giggle, Travis moving and growling at her. “Hello,” she said happily into the receiver. “This is Cassidy Milner, can I help you?”

“Where the fuck is my money?” The voice on the other end was shouting in her ear. Travis frowned at her. Obviously, he’d heard some of that. He got off the floor to come to her. “You fucking bitch, I want my money. Where is it?”

“Who the hell is this?” Cassidy pulled the phone away so she could see the screen and all she saw was Private Number. “I don’t know what money you are talking about, and I suggest that before you call another person and call them a bitch, you get your facts straight.” She hung up. “Douche,” she grumbled, and looked to Travis. Shrugging, she said, “No clue who that was. Private number and all that fun stuff.”

The phone rang again and Travis took it from her. “Private number again,” he said. This time, he answered, putting it on speaker. “What?” he snarled into the phone.

“Put the bitch on the phone. I want my fucking money she stole from me when she left here. She didn’t earn it, though she definitely tried even if she was never my type. So you tell that whore to give back what’s mine or I’m fucking coming for it.”

Cassidy frowned. “Scott?” she said while still on speaker phone. “Look you ass, you knew what you were doing when you got into the relationship with Miles. I only took what was my share of everything. Talk to my attorney if you don’t like it. Period.”

“You don’t understand. You never did, you fucking bitch. If I don’t get that money to them by noon in three days, I’m a dead man.

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