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That's a good question. The old Theo would
already have called Bailey and told her to wait for him at the
condo. Now I have no one to fuck my frustrations out on.

"I'll probably head over to the health club.
Get a nice workout in."

"Put in an extra hour for me. I haven't been
to the gym since Monday. We're heading out to some picnic in the
park thing in an hour. Did you need something?"

"Yeah, actually. We need to talk."

***

I spent twenty minutes filling Chris in about
my feelings for Cassie. He was definitely caught off guard when I
expressed my feelings for her and reluctant to give me his
blessing. I heard all the objections I was expecting from him.

She's not your type. She's too sweet for
you. You're a dog when it comes to women.

But in the end Cassie and I are both adults,
so whatever we decided was fine by him just as long as I didn't
screw her over. Alyssa would be heartbroken if Cassie had to quit
because I couldn’t make things work with her.

Once my phone call was over, I went home to
grab my gym bag and headed to the health club. I worked out to the
point of exhaustion. Every muscle in my body screamed for me to
stop, but I continued anyway. Five hours later I was barely able to
walk upright out of there.

When I finally get home I take a quick shower
and fall into bed, ready to sleep for the next twelve hours or so.
As tired as I am, I use the little energy I have left to text
Cassie. I want to see her tomorrow.

Do you have plans tomorrow night?

Hitting send, I wait for her reply. I can
barely keep my eyes open but she texts back almost immediately and
I'm suddenly wide awake.

Cassie: Theo?

Me: ;)

Cassie: I should be done with Alyssa around
seven and then I have nothing planned. Why?

Me: You should come over to my place. We
could get dinner and watch a movie or something.

That was lame. It's only now I realize I have
no idea how to casually text a woman. I'm the king at sexting. I
can have a woman wet and ready for me with just a few words, but
I've never sent a platonic text before. Did that text sound okay?
Does she think movie is a code for something else? Will she
understand that I really only want to watch a movie? Maybe I
shouldn't have texted her. Maybe I should have called her.

Fuck, now I sound like a chick.

The text was fine. I'm reading too much into
it.

Cassie: I'm not really a big movie person.
What movie did you have in mind?

Me: I have an endless selection of movies in
my online library. You can pick.

Cassie: You pick. I never really got to
watch many movies as a kid and I haven't really had the opportunity
as an adult to go to the movies. I mostly just watch whatever kid
movie Alyssa is watching.

Me: So you want to watch a Disney movie
then...

Cassie: No! No Disney movies.

Me: Okay, I'll pick the movie just help me
out with genre. Do you want a classic movie, comedy, action flick
or romance?

As soon as I hit send I regret typing
romance. I'm trying to be her friend so watching a romance together
is probably not the best idea. I also hate movie romances. They're
lame and unrealistic.

Cassie: Comedy or Romance

Me: Okay. I'll pick you up at Chris's around
seven.

Cassie: Do you think that's smart? I thought
Chris told you to stay away from me?

Me: He did, but we talked today and I told
him how you and I are friends. He's okay with us hanging out as
long as I don't hurt you.

I'm making it my life's mission to never hurt
her, even if that means I can never be with her the way I want to
be. Cassie doesn’t respond immediately and I’m suddenly worried
that she's overthinking things. Maybe she's worried I’ll hurt her
just like Chris was worried. I type out another message so she
knows how serious I am.

Me: I'll never hurt you, Cassie.

I wait... and wait. Several minutes pass and
she still hasn't responded. I don't want to text her again so I set
my phone down on my nightstand and get comfortable in bed. I'm
physically exhausted and I know if I lay here I'll eventually fall
asleep.

As my eyes grow heavy I hear the chime of my
phone go off indicating an incoming text. I look over at my phone
as the screen lights up. It's an incoming text from Cassie–just two
simple words in response.

Cassie: I know.

Theo

Entry # 1603

Mondays are just another start to a new
week. Not something I normally look forward to. But Cassie's in my
life now so Mondays aren't really that bad...

It's a bright Monday morning and I'm in a
pleasantly happy mood. I slept great, my first meeting is not until
this afternoon, and I get to see Cassie this evening.

Why wouldn't I be in a great fucking
mood?

I head over to the gym for my morning
workout, prepared to get a nice long run in before an extra long
swim. I want to physically exert myself today so that I'm too tired
to try anything with Cassie tonight.

Steven greets me with his usual smile when I
walk into the health club.

"Did you have an eventful weekend,
Steven?"

My question has him looking at me curiously.
I guess I normally don't show interest in his life.

"I did, thank you, Mr. Rosely. How was your
weekend?”

"It was interesting," I reply, walking past
him and heading to the locker rooms. It's then that I spot Bailey
standing in front of the men's locker room door in a tailored
pantsuit. Seeing her waiting for me suddenly turns my good mood
sour.

"Hello, Bailey."

"Theo," she replies back. "I was wondering if
you have time for me today when you finish your workout?"

I stop in front of her and let my gym bag
fall to the floor dramatically. "Time for what exactly?"

She moves in closer to me, placing her hands
on my chest and whispering seductively, "I miss you, Theo. I don't
know what I did wrong, but whatever it is I promise not to do it
again."

It's been months since I've even touched
Bailey. She should be over me by now and underneath some other poor
guy.

I remove her hands from my chest, pushing
them back to her sides. "Are you really that desperate, Bailey?
We're over. I've moved on and you should, too."

"I know you probably have someone in my slot,
but I'd be willing to take whatever you give me. Maybe you could
let me take one of your Fridays. Give me a chance to remind you how
well we fit together."

This is just sad. No woman should be this
desperate for cock. I should buy her a good vibrator. The one she
has now is obviously not doing its job.

"Bailey, I–" I'm distracted by the soft,
feminine voice behind me. I turn my head and see Cassie talking to
Steven as she walks past the front desk. She spots me, raising her
hand to wave and then quickly lowers it when she spots Bailey.

"Namaste, Ms. Ward," Bailey greets her
sweetly, a fake smile on her face.

Cassie snorts and then quickly covers it up
with a "Namaste."

She walks past us without another word and
heads into the women's locker room. Bailey's attention turns back
to me.

"Like I was saying, Theo. I'd be willing to
try a Friday. I'd be willing to do any evening. Just give me
another chance."

In all the craziness of this weekend and my
texts with Cassie I forgot that I'd see her this morning at the
health club. I want to get into the pool with her, but now Bailey
is cock-blocking me from her.

"Bailey, it's over. I'm no longer available
to you, or anyone else on any night. I've changed. Maybe you should
think about changing, too. You deserve better than just being a
night on someone's calendar." I move past her and into the men's
locker room.

I really should send her a vibrator or two.
It's the least I can do because even though she's a crazy bitch,
every woman deserves to come regularly.

Knowing Cassie's swimming just a door away
has me changing my morning workout plans and putting on my jammers
instead of running shorts.

I enter the pool and slide into lane two.
Cassie's already swimming laps and making her way back towards my
end of the pool. She's doing the backstroke, which is my favorite
stroke to watch her do because it pushes her breasts out of the
water. They're beautifully glistening and I can imagine my dick
sliding between the curves as she pushes her breasts together.

Great. And now I'm hard.

Friends. We're only going to be friends.

I wait for her, hoping she stops swimming to
talk to me. When she reaches my side of the pool she spots me and
stands up.

"Hey," she pants, out of breath from
swimming. I want to talk to her, I really do, but her blue swimsuit
is twisted and her breasts are practically falling out of the top.
It's very distracting to my dick.

"You look great," is what falls out of my
mouth as my dick attempts to point directly at the distraction.

She doesn't believe me and when she looks
down to appraise herself she sees what I see.

"Theo," she yells while quickly fixing her
suit.

"What?" I ask, laughing at her.

"You should have told me my breasts were
falling out."

"I would have, I just wanted a few more
seconds to look."

She rolls her eyes and then cups her hands
before letting them hit the water with a smack. Water splashes on
me and I wipe it from my face.

"Very mature, my little ninja."

"I'm your little ninja now?"

"Yep. Between your knowledge of where to knee
a man so that he can't have children and your splashing abilities,
you’re now my little ninja," I say, winking at her.

"I guess now's the perfect time to tell you
I've also taken several self-defense classes over the years."

I laugh. "See, you are my little ninja. I'm
glad I'm your friend now. I'd hate to be on the receiving end of
another one of your blows to the groin."

Her smile fades and I don't know what I said
to make it go away, but I instantly regret whatever it was. I want
to make her smile. She should always be smiling.

"So how long are you swimming today?" I ask
her, attempting to distract her from her thoughts.

"Only an hour. I have to pick Alyssa up early
from school for a doctor's appointment."

I only have an hour with her.

"Do you want to make today’s workout
fun?"

She raises her eyebrows. "I'm intrigued. Keep
going."

"I was thinking we could race."

Her eyebrows fall back in place as she looks
down the length of the pool and then back at me. "That's not really
a fair bet. I've seen you swim. You're really fast."

"It's just for fun, Cassie. No wager, just a
friendly competition."

We're the only ones in the lap pool so it’s
the perfect time to race. She places her goggles over her eyes and
yells, "Go!"

She starts swimming freestyle and it takes me
a few seconds to realize that we've started the race... and she's
the only one swimming.

The little cheater.

I slip my goggles on and start swimming. I've
caught up to her by the second lap and passed her by the third. I
keep swimming lap after lap, and although she's now several laps
behind me she doesn't stop. I slip under the lane line and into her
lane when she starts a new lap. I swim behind her until we're
nearing the other end and then I reach out and grab her feet,
pulling her under the water. She kicks her feet until I'm forced to
let go and we both burst out of the top of the water.

"You can't do that!" she shouts, gasping for
air.

"I didn’t realize we had rules, seeing as you
started the race off cheating."

"Oh please, I needed a head start. You're the
best swimmer I've ever seen in this pool. And it's not like it
mattered. You passed me a few laps into our race."

"That's true," I reply smugly.

As much as I want to stay here with her in
the pool, we’ve been swimming for close to an hour and I know she
needs to pick up Alyssa. "We should probably get out. You need to
go pick up the princess."

She looks up at the clock and then back at
me. "I want a rematch tomorrow, but this time you need to give me a
ten minute head start."

"Ten minutes! That's outrageous."

"I need ten–"

"Done," I respond, interrupting her. If she
wanted a fifty-nine minute head start I would have given her that,
too.

She smiles at me and then we both swim back
to the other end of the pool. I watch as she pulls herself out of
the water and I get a nice view of her round ass. I get out of the
water as well. There's no reason for me to stick around if she's
not going to be swimming with me.

"Are we still on for tonight?" Cassie asks me
as she grabs her water bottle and towel. I grab my towel and start
walking with her towards the locker rooms.

"As long as you don't cancel on me. I'm
looking forward to our movie date."

Her eyes light up and it takes me a second to
realize what I said. I just insinuated that tonight is a date.

"I mean–" Before I can get out another word
Cassie is pulling on my arm and dragging me through the small,
single family locker room. There's a bench, shower, bathroom and
sink along with three small lockers. We're the only ones in here. I
look at Cassie, wondering why she's dragged me in here. That's when
she pushes me down on the bench until I'm sitting and then leans
down to kiss me. Her lips are wet as they move urgently against
mine. She sits on top of me, straddling my waist and although I
know I should stop this, I just can't. Rejecting Cassie is the most
unnatural feeling in the world. I just can't do it.