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I’m sure if I look hard enough, you’ll have some outstanding warrants in town.  You can go to a shelter or you can go to jail, but you cannot and you will not stay here.”
                  Cass might have taken umbrage to his coming into her home and issuing orders, but she was ever pragmatic and since what he was saying fell perfectly in line with what she wanted it would have been counterproductive.  “Good bye, Rowena.  I wish I could say it’s been a pleasure, but I hate to lie.”
                  Rowena smirked at them, her thin, red lips twisting macabrely.  “So you’re whoring it for him, are you?  He’s no better than us... Just another piece of trailer park trash.”
                  When the door closed behind her, Cass, with a single sigh, expressed all the exhaustion and exasperation that five minutes in her mother’s company could engender.    “Well, that was unpleasant.”
                  Reed didn’t laugh.  He leaned against the half wall that separated the living room and kitchen, eyeing her cautiously.  “Dentist appointments and speeding tickets are unpleasant, Cass.  That was grueling and brutal...therapy worthy, even.”
                  The last thing she wanted to do was spend more time thinking about or talking about her mother.  “I need a shower... Care to join me?”
                  “That’s all you have to say?  I’d be bawling in the corner if my mother ever said those things to me.”
                  “Rowena is not my mother.  She’s the woman who gave birth to me and left me with my Mamaw Rose.  Rose was my mother, in every way that mattered.  That’s all I have to say about it, Reed...Now, about that shower.  You can join me if you want, you can wait for me in bed, or there’s the door if the remnants of my white trash origins are too much for you to take,” she said, walking past him with her head high and her shoulders back. 
                  Reed watched her go with a shake of his head.  She was mad as hell, and he knew it wasn’t really at him.  Under the circumstances he couldn’t blame her.  With a muttered curse he walked to the door and turned the lock before following her through her small and painfully neat bedroom to the bathroom beyond.  The walls had been painted a pale peach and cream lace draped the windows and trailed from the shower rod that surrounded the tub.  Candles and dried flowers were everywhere and he felt like a bull in a china shop, instantly.  He still wanted what he had earlier, to push her and find out just what her boundaries were, but that wasn’t what she needed that night.  For that night, Cass needed to feel powerful.  While he didn’t have it in him to be totally submissive, he could at least meet her on equal ground. 
                  Without any shame or hesitation, Cass stripped out of her sweaty clothes, letting the tank top fall to the floor along with the sports bra that she’d worn beneath, next came the very abbreviated shorts she’d worn for her work out.  Naked, she stepped into the shower and turned on the taps.  She didn’t say anything, even though she could feel Reed’s eyes on her, taking in every dip and curve of her generous figure.  She wasn’t skinny by any stretch of the imagination, but she loved her body.  The exaggerated hour glass was the one thing she’d inherited from Rowena that she was actually thankful for.  She intended to take much better care of it too, she thought, remembering the leathery skin and too thin limbs. 
                  Pushing that thought aside, she turned to Reed, “Afraid of getting wet?”
                  “No.... just enjoying the show.  It’s a hell of a view.”
                  Beneath the spray of warm water, Cass cupped her breasts, her manicured fingertips sliding over her peaked nipples.