When Seth and Dean entered the Rollins home both were tired beyond belief. Neither knew how hard it was to run the place without Cassie, since the front counter was her domain and everything had it's own spot so she could do her job efficiently, until they had to do it without her. They knew now just how irreplaceable the bubbly brunette was and were certain that she'd be pissed when she went in the next morning to see her counter looking like a tornado blitzed through her little sanctum.
"Cas!?" Seth called through the house, dropping his gym bag by the door since he wanted nothing to do with it for the rest of the night. Dean went to the kitchen and grabbed the paper plates and plastic wear, as per their usual the of Saturday of the month tradition, while Seth went on a search for his wife.
"Laundry room!" Cassie called, Seth letting out a groan as he trudged down the hall to the little room she was in. He wrapped his arms tight around her waist and kissed her head, whispering in her ear how much he missed her. She couldn't help but smile and turn in his arms so she could kiss him. "I missed you, too, baby."
"The gym was so packed today, Cas." Seth commented, pulling her away from the laundry and leading her to the dining room. They took their seats at the small square table, Cassie tensing slightly when Dean put his hand on her knee.
"I would've come in if you needed the help."
"No, sunshine, you needed to take a day. But we really need to talk about hiring another trainer. Or maybe just somebody to work the counter." Dean stated, fearing Cassie's reaction to his suggestion. She firmly believed that the three of them could do it on their own and always shot down the idea of hiring extra help. She didn't want to put their dream at risk because they hired somebody that couldn't be trusted.
"I know." Cassie sighed, leaning back in her seat and pushing her orange chicken around the plate. "I don't want to just hire anybody, though."
"I know a guy." Dean assured, smiling confidently at her. "I went to high school with him and he just moved back to town, actually. We can teach him how to work the counter while he works on getting certified and then he can train and you can have your domain back after that."
"If it's alright with Seth, then-"
"It's fine with me, Cas." Seth mumbled, running a hand down his face in an attempt to fight the fatigue. "If it's good with you, it's good with me."
"Seth, why don't you go upstairs and get some sleep? I'll talk to Dean about his friend down here, alright?" She suggested, gently patting Seth's hand that rest on the table. He was obviously exhausted and she didn't want him staying up much later.
"Sleep sounds good, Cas. I love you."
"I love you, too." Cassie spoke with a smile, leaning up to peck his lips before Seth waved goodnight to Dean and left the two alone downstairs. "Tell me about your friend?"
"His name is Roman, he tried pro football after college but that didn't work well for him so he came down he and is staying with me right now." Dean started, sliding his hand further up her thigh. "He's an easy going guy, and I know that he'd mesh well with us."
"Does he have a record?"
"Of course not."
"I want to meet him, first."
"I'll let him know." He said simply, his hand inching up her thigh. "There's a conversation we need to have, Cassie."
"Come help me fold towels, Dean." She stated, standing from her seat and heading towards the laundry room. He was quick to follow, praying that was code for "let's have sex". But he had to say that he was disappointed when she was actually folding towels. "I'm not going to just have sex with you."
"I'm not trying to catch feelings for you, Cas. What's wrong with a quick romp to get it out of our systems?"
"Because I didn't let Seth get it in until we had been together for a year."
"You're not doing it for love, though. You want me and I want you. It's simple." He tried to reason with her, grabbing a blue towel from the open dryer and starting to fold it just how she liked them folded.
"Yeah, but it's just not fair that-"
"Cas, stop trying to rationalize. You don't want to just get it over with? That's fine." Dean stated, feeling his irritation with her rise within him as he set the towel ontop of the washer and waiting until she turned to face him to pull her into a kiss. A searing kiss that made her knees buckle and causing him to hold her up as he pulled away. "You dragging this on is tormenting yourself and you know it. But whatever, we'll do this your way. I'm going to head home, Cas."
"Drive safe, Dean." Cassie called after him and he waved over his shoulder before she turned back to her towel folding. She was doing just fine with making him wait, since he obviously wanted her much more than she wanted him. At least she thought. But she knew that she was happy and sexually sated with Seth, so she didn't need what Dean was offering. All she'd really get was the sexual thrill of cheating on her husband and a one night stand with his best friend. But that kiss was something else.
