A/N: Okay so it has been a while since I updated sorry, hope you like the new chappie!

Chapter Three

"You can't stay,"

"Why not?"

"I am not quite sure…" Cassie said between the kisses as Greg tried to pull her arm out of the sweaters sleeve. They were on her bed in her apartment making out.

"There has to be some reason," He said moving the kisses from her mouth to her neck.

"No, honestly there was just can't seem to remember right now is all," She said her Texan accent coming through.

"Well, it can't have been all that important," He answered back.

"No I suppose not."

It had been two months since Greg had hit on Cassie. They had been meeting for breakfast…lunch…dinner…any mealtime really. Usually if they were going to be staying over they stayed at his apartment but at that point in time Cassie's apartment was closer to the restaurant.

Cassie pushed the hair out of her face as she put the coffee pot on the element. She set out her two favourite mugs on the counter and put the right amount of sugar and milk in each. She had told Greg to stay in bed she would bring in the morning coffee. She wrapped her arms around her self. She was wearing the light blue shirt Greg had worn to dinner.

The reason why he couldn't stay over never really did hit her but it was something…. something big. She looked over at the calendar. It was Sunday…. Sunday…what happens on Sundays? Terror clutched Cassie's stomach.

"Shit!" She picked up her phone and hit speed dial. The phone was ringing.

"Sorry, I'm not here right now, leave message," There was a beep but before Cassie heard it she hung up. "Shit," She said to her self again.

There was a knock on the door, "SHIT!" Then the door swung open.

Nick walked in and looked at her. "Hey little sis," He said flashing her a big smile.

"Hey Nick, uh…listen,"

"So how was your week, mine was hell,"

"Really? Well, uh, look…."

"Oh yeah, Sandy was a real pain, you know lets go to this dinner party, how about this one? Wanna go to this show?" Her brother continued to rattle on about what his girlfriend wanted to do while Cassie was silently praying that Greg had gone back to sleep.

Every Sunday Nick would come over, bring doughnuts and she would make coffee and they would catch up.

"Look, Nick I am not feeling so well," She interrupted him. She hated lying to her big brother but it was infinitely better then what would happen if he found out she had spent the night with Greg.

His face filled of concern, "Really? Look you go to bed I will get you something to eat." He took her hand and headed to the bedroom.

"NO!" Cassie yelled, Nick looked at her raising an eyebrow, "I mean I am gonna lie on the sofa, I have Sheba here to look after me, I'll be fine, you go and hang out with your buddies and we can meet tomorrow after work okay?"

"I dunno," Nick said as Cassie dragged him toward the door.

"I swear Nick I'll be fine,"

"What's going on?" Both of the Stokes siblings turned at the third voice.

Low and behold Greg was standing in the doorway of her bedroom in his boxers and tank top. He was rubbing his hand over his face and then put it through his hair messing it up even more. He looked groggy. He seemed to finally get Cassie and Nick in focus. Greg's eyes went the size of saucers.

Cassie chanced a look at Nick his mouth was open as if the horrific scene in front of him made no sense. He shook his head making no noise. Then he seemed to snap back to life with an enthusiastic scream of, "I am gonna kill you!"

He pushed Cassie aside as he charged at Greg. Greg ducked back into the bedroom. Nick disappeared only to reappear moments later being lead by Greg who ran out the bedroom and dodged around the dinning table. Sheba started to bark. Nick went on the other side of the table so if one moved the other did too.

"I can't believe you! I knew I didn't like you deep down and now I know why!" Nick yelled.

"I didn't do anything!" Greg said panicked.

"Yes you did! MY SISTER!" Nick yelled.

"Nick, be reasonable!" Cassie yelled. Greg made a desperate dash and made it into the bathroom and locked the door. Nick slammed into the door and started to bang on the door.

"Open the door GREG!" Nick yelled yarding on the doorknob. Cassie wrenched her seething brother off the door.

"NICK!" She yelled he looked at her, "CALM DOWN!" She yelled again not really sure why she was still yelling.

"But he-

"I have been dating him for two months, Nick!"

"WHAT!" Nick yelled dashing her bathroom door again.

"NICK!" Cassie yelled again.

He looked at her, took two deep breaths then said, "Look, I am willing to deal with this in an adult manor," Cassie exhaled meaningfully but Nick ignored her. "Get dressed! Him too! I want you both down stairs in fifteen minutes!"

"You aren't Dad!" Cassie said indignant at being bossed around. Nick pointed an accusatory finger in her face.

"Don't push me Cassandra! Fifteen minutes!" He turned on his heel and stormed out the apartment slamming the door behind him. Cassie jumped at the sound.

She shook her head and turned to the bathroom door. Knocking on it quietly it opened a crack and Greg's big brown eye appeared. "Is he gone?"

"Y'up," Cassie said nodding. He opened the door.

"Well, it isn't like I was scared or anything," Cassie giggled wrapping her arms around his chest hugging him.

"I know, baby, but all the same we should get dressed." He nodded vigorously.

"Defiantly,"