âRelax, Alex. Iâll do it.â
Alexâs body released all the tension it had been holding, and he exhaled a sigh of relief. âThanks, Cass. I owe you big time.â
âItâs really not that big of a deal.â
âIt is to me. If thereâs anything you ever need, just ask.â
âWell, now that you mention it,â Cass said slowly. âI could go for that thing you did with your tongue that night after we left that party at Simoââ
âAre you really bartering sexual favors in exchange for the care of my seven-year-old daughter?â
âWell when you put it like that . . .â Cass paused for a second. âYou know what? On second thought, Iâm actually okay with it. Iâll just put it on your tab.â
Alex rolled his eyes but couldnât hold back the grin that spread across his face. Cass was saving his ass. The least he could do was give her some in return.
*Â Â Â *Â Â Â *
Cass and Nina sat across from each other in Cassâ living room. Despite having been around Nina before, this was the first time Cass was alone with her. âAre you hungry?â Cass asked.
âNo. Daddy made me lunch before we left.â Ninaâs voice was soft but steady. Considering that she was in the home of someone she barely knew, she didnât look overly uncomfortable. Cass wished she could say the same for herself.
âAre you thirsty?â
âNo. Iâm fine.â
âDo you want to watch TV? Play a game? Go to the park?â Cass was firing questions at the poor kid like she was a murder suspect. She wasnât ordinarily so awkward around kids. Her sisters both had children, and Cass had babysat them on occasion. It shouldnât have felt so strange for Cass to spend a few hours with a little girl.
âWhat do you want to do?â Nina asked, her head cocked slightly to one side.
Pour myself a drink so I can relax,
Cass thought. The way Nina was looking at her made Cass feel like it was crucial to answer the question correctly. Cass had never felt such pressure. âI want to make brownies.â
Ninaâs eyes lit up, letting Cass know sheâd said the right thing.
âYou want to help?â Cass prodded.
âYes!â Nina jumped up off the couch and smiled widely.
âLetâs get to it, then. Iâm pretty sure I have everything we need.â
Nina followed Cass into the kitchen. Pulling a dining room chair in behind her, Cass told Nina she could stand on it, as Cass began gathering the ingredients and preheating the oven. She plopped everything down in front of Nina and read the directions. For the next few minutes, the girls worked side-by-side, with Cass reading the steps on the back of the brownie box and Nina carrying out the instructions. Cass gave the mix a few extra stirs to make sure everything was fully combined, spread the batter into the pan, and put it in the oven.
Turning back around to face the little girl, Cass saw Ninaâs eyes drift toward the bowl of brownie batter. âYouâre not going to make me eat the leftover mix alone, are you?â Cass asked.
Nina shook her head vigorously, picked up the wooden spoon, and licked it clean. Cass couldnât help but smile at her. Nina really was a cute little thing. She had Alexâs dark brown hair, with big brown eyes and porcelain skin. It was a good thing Alex worked for the FBI, because he was going to have his handsfull keeping the boys away once Nina hit middle school. Having a firearm was going to come in handy.
Nina got what she could with the spoon, but when that was no longer yielding enough results for her, she resorted to swirling her finger around the bowl to collect the chocolate. When she was finally finished, Nina had done a better job of cleaning the bowl than a dishwasher would have. Too bad she hadnât been as successful keeping herself clean.
Cass let out a small laugh.