Babes Stripping For Love

Since Cassidy decided that she needed her friends in her life without Babes, she talks and texts Bree and Dee almost daily since their last meet-up. And her bestie accommodated her and completely understood her longing for Babes even just to gossip. The next couple of days after she got home from campus she twirls around and dances in her private stripper studio.

Cassidy did work the room, without any audience her music was loud and the beat of her heart was pushing through her ribcage like a mad lion. But she kept on dancing and dancing and dancing until her feet felt numb and her thighs and calves were feeling the strains.

She dropped herself on the wooden floor panting, body covered in a thin sheen of sweat. Cassidy didn’t know where it came from but the rush of emotion surged through her insides making her sob, cry and choke from her tears. It took a while until she calm down and breathe normally.

“Shit. What was that?” She surprised herself and got up from the floor, walking to the adjoining bathroom in the master bedroom. The maid had just finished cleaning the room and she took a quick shower and headed downstairs, straight to the kitchen for some food.

Maybe it was the hunger she thought since she hadn’t really eaten anything since morning. Her assignments had busied her like crazy, and with her current schedule she was glad that she didn’t have her shift at Babes, cause though it was highly rewarding for herself, she was also drowning in her school assignments.

Cassidy had to admit that the last few weeks life had been great. She hadn’t been back to her apartment and Rowan had stubbornly provided her with a car and a driver making her live her life easily thinking nothing but her education.

“Hello, Mrs. Dawson,”

“Ms. Cassie you look… oh dear, have you been crying? did you hurt yourself from that death trap?”Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Cassidy giggled at her words since she meet Rowan’s housekeeper, Mrs. Dawson they’ve been chatting, Cassidy would accompany her while she was cooking or cleaning and she did the same while Cassidy was doing her assignments. Rowan was usually busy with work, he would check up on her but aside from that, he left her alone in his house enough time that Cassidy was content with the company of Mrs. Dawson.

“No I’m not hurt, Mrs. Dawson,” Cassidy giggled when she started touching her hand, forcing her to get up from her seat and turn Cassidy around checking her for any visible wounds.

“But your eyes, you’ve been crying. Is it Rowan?”

Cassidy rolled her eyes, she hated that Mrs. Dawson wouldn’t call her by her first name but she called Rowan by his first name. She kept on saying since she knew him since he was a teenager she was privileged to do so. But Mrs. Dawson did give her hope that she would do it when she was comfortable enough around her. So Cassidy didn’t argue with her excuse, instead, she would throw her annoyed expression and give her eye rolls every now and then.

“It’s not Rowan, maybe I’m just tired, the dancing, the song, yeah probably the song. The last Rihana song was so good, yeah probably that.”

“You sure?”

Cassidy laughed and gave her the sweetest smile. “I’m sure.” Well, she wasn’t, but she did feel better with Mrs. Dawson around the house. It was like the old days all over again, huh… maybe it was sentimental, she used to take comfort in her old nanny and as she got older, her parent’s death and her moving out of the house she didn’t realize that she needed the companion.

Living alone in her apartment used to make her miss the old days, but she squashed those feelings with dancing, doing chores around her apartment, and working on her education.

“I know you skipped breakfast and it’s four already, you should eat. I made you those grilled cheese sandwiches that you like so much, also some homemade chips, and to top it off my family recipe of gooey marshmallow brownies.”

“Oh, Mrs. Dawson I can’t wait until the boys get here, they will forget about me and cherish you for sure.” Cassidy grinned and started taking bites of her sandwich.

“You know you should really take care of yourself, skipping meals is not good for your body.” Yup, Mrs. Dawson was worried about her. The older woman liked her, she didn’t expect her when Rowan introduced her to Cassidy one day. But after getting to know her, she started seeing Cassidy for what she truly was.

Mrs. Dawson was old enough to know that Cassidy is a kind and caring young woman, she was delighted that Rowan had chosen her because she hated Heather, wholeheartedly. She never said it in front of his face, but deep down Mrs. Dawson knew that Rowan understand her deep hatred for his ex.

And then, out of nowhere, Cassidy scream in pain, holding on to her stomach like she was in great pain.

“Oh, no, see this is why you should never skip your meal. Stay, no put on your shoes, I’ll get your jacket and phone, we’re going to the hospital, I’ll get Maurice to get the car.

“Arghh…” Cassidy groaned, she was in immense pain and she wasn’t going to argue with her. Cassidy knew, she had assumed that it was her appendix. She thought she could handle it, she thought it was not that bad but obviously, she was wrong cause it feels just like it was going to burst.

“Fuck,” she cursed when she couldn’t even get up to put on her shoes.

“Come on sweety, I got you.” Mrs. Dawson hold her up and help her with her flats, she helped her put on her denim jacket and ushered her out of the house. Maurice was already waiting for them, the car was parked in front of the house.

“Call Ferguson, he’s … my lawyer, he will… damn it…” Cassidy breathed heavily, her stomach was killing her, and she was sweating and shivering at the same time. “He’s my emergency contact, in my phone,”

Mrs. Dawson took her phone but she was already calling Rowan telling him that they were taking Cassidy to the hospital. She said something about emergency, though Cassidy was not listening since the car movement was causing her nausea, she wanted to vomit but couldn’t. Luckily it didn’t last long since the car stopped as they arrived at the emergency bay of the hospital.

Cassidy was holding her lower abdomen, the pain was too great that she was tearing up when they move her from the car straight to the gurney. “My appendix, I think…” She was asked questions, the nurses took her vitals and the emergency doctor was shouting instructions while feeling her abdomen. When the hurt was becoming unbearable, Cassidy knew she needed her appendix taken out.

She didn’t know how long, everything was a blur after she was wheeled into the OR. She thought she saw Rowan, or maybe it was Ferguson, damn, it could even be Maurice. She was in and out of consciousness until Cassidy open up her eyes and saw her surroundings.

She was in a room, in a bed, in a hospital gown. She assumed she survived the horrific event and had her appendix taken out.

“Cassie?” Rowan greeted her with a worried expression.

“Hey, you looked terrible.” She smiled at him, her mind was still foggy but she was saying the truth.

Rowan chuckled, did looked terrible because he hadn’t slept a wink. The man was worried, from what the doctor told him she had a case of acute appendicitis that was possibly life-threatening. He was worried throughout her surgery, and then there was a complication. But now that she was awake he felt like a weight had been lifted and he can finally breathe.

“The doctor said…”

“Wait, why did the doctor say anything to you? where is Ferguson?” Cassidy stared at him knowing the doctor should talk to her first before divulging any kind of information without her consent.

“I sent Ferguson home, I might’ve told them that you’re my fiance, and um… the doctor, he recognized me from my financial articles.”

“What?” Cassidy almost sits up but rests back when her right side hurts. She groaned and let Rowan get her some water for her very parched throat.

“Anyway, he said that the rupture could be avoided if you recognized the signs. The hell, Cassie, you’re a med student, I thought you know these things?”

“I’m sorry, I…” She should’ve known about it, she did feel it, and she was being a brat for skipping meals and not eating her much-needed fiber.

“Don’t worry, the nurses gave me the aftercare instructions and you are going to do as you’re told. Mrs. Dawson will make the arrangements for your diet and we will make sure that your recovery will be fast.”

Cassidy sighed in defeat, she knows he was right. “You look old,” she smiled putting her hand on his tired face. “I’m sorry,”

“I am old, and I think I aged ten years waiting for you to come out of surgery.”

“Well, your silver strands look good on you.” She smiled when he took her hand and kissed her knuckles.

Rowan never thought he’d cared for Cassie as much as he does but the thought of losing her scared the shit out of him. And remembering the time he was pacing in the waiting room waiting for her, he knew he was falling for her.