The Game Plan (8 page)

“
Glenn? 
I’
m really sorry
.”
Cassie grabbed his hand.

“
Yeah, me too.  I ca
n’
t think of how w
e’
re gonna get out of it
.
”

“
You could, well, punish me
,”
Cassie said quietly.

Glenn frowned.

She continued
,“
I mean, if you took care of it, it would show Rob yo
u’
re responsible and did
n’
t need his intervention.  Maybe it would get him off both our backs
.
”

“
I’
m not comfortable with spanking you, kid.  No
.”
Glen
n’
s brow was drawn down.

“
You do
n’
t have to, just say you did
,”
Cassie suggested, fingers crossed.

Glenn considered her suggestion, but then shook his head.
 “
You deserve something for this stunt.  Sorry, but Rob needs to handle this.  I just need to figure out how to tell him.  In the meantime, stay in your room and keep low. 
I’
m going to bed.  I
t’
s late and
I’
m pooped
,”
Glenn sighed, kissing her forehead and going down to his room.

Cassie sat on her bed, guilt filling her to the point she wanted to puke.  She eyed the phone.  Despairingly, she dialed the number, her hand shaking unsteadily as the phone rang.

“
Robby? 
I’
m sorry I woke yo
u
…”

“
Cass?  Are you okay
?”
Rob asked, sitting up suddenly in bed, fully alert.  He glanced at the clock.  It was 4:45 in the morning.  Cassie started crying.

“
I screwed up really bad. 
I’
m so sorry.  I do
n’
t know what to do. 
I’
m scared
.
”

“
Shhh, breathe.  Tha
t’
s a gir
l…
Calm down.  Tell me what happened?  Are you hurt?  Is Glenn alright
?”
His heart pounded with fear.

“
W
e’
re fine.  Yo
u’
re going to kill me.  I
t’
s not Glen
n’
s fault, I tricked him
,”
she whispered. 

Rob took a deep breath as she unfolded the events to him.
 “
W
e’
ll deal with this when I get home, Cassandra. 
I’
m very upset with you right now.  You deserve a mighty switching for this.  Especially since this is your second pot offense.  I do
n’
t know what to do with you
!”
he said, trying to stay calm as he flexed his fists.

Cassie swallowed hard.
 “
I know. 
I’
m really sorry.  I thought that if I told you right awa
y
…”

“
I’
d be more lenient?  No, but I do appreciate your honesty.  I will take that into consideration. 
I’
m just glad yo
u’
re alright.  You could have been seriously hurt, even raped.  Especially under the influence.  Cass, yo
u’
re smarter than this. 
I’
m so disappointed in you.  I thought we were moving beyond your defiance issues
.
”
 
He sounded sad.

Another sob caught in Cassi
e’
s throat as she profusely apologized over and over.  Rob listened carefully.  So, the little brat was finally learning to accept responsibility for her actions.  But then, she was a very convincing little actress and a consummate liar.  He knew better than to let his guard down with her.

“
Sweetheart, please calm down.  Yo
u’
re going to make yourself sick.  I want you to go take a hot shower, drink a lot of water and then get to bed.  W
e’
ll talk more in the morning. 
I’
ll call you first thing
.”
His voice was soothing and gentle.  He surprised himself with his own acting abilities; he wanted, more than anything, to give her a piece of his mind as well as a good, solid dose of his belt across her little backside.  If she had ever deserved a good bun warming, it was now, and by God she was going to get one!

“
Promise yo
u’
ll call
?”
the girl asked in a tiny voice.  Rob tried not to sound as surprised as he felt.  She actually wanted to talk with him!  Maybe he
was
making progress, although with the little manipulator he could
n’
t decide exactly how much.

“
I promise.  Now mind me.  I love you, baby girl
.
”

“
I love you too, Robby.  I miss you
.
”

Rob stared at the phone in his hand and shifted uncomfortably.  Somewhere during the brief conversation, he had started to feel his manhood swell.  He tried to return to sleep, but images haunted him: her soft honey blonde hair sifting silkily through his fingers, her sweet pink mouth touching his, the taste of her sweet lips, and her small creamy white bottom as it lay bare across his thighs, trembling before he soundly spanked it to a crimson red.

Groaning, he got up, and started pacing the room.  What was he going to do with her?  How could he control her impulses if he could
n’
t get his own in check?  The thought of plunging his long, thick rod into her virgin pussy refused to depart from his mind; that thought mixed with thoughts about all of the wonderful things he could do with her beautiful little as
s…
He loved her ass.  It was made to be spanked thoroughly and then made love to.  His mind drifted to the image of his cock sliding deep into that tight, forbidden place and the sounds of her moans as he spilled his seed into her bowels.  Desperate for the willpower to rein in his own lust, Rob quickly changed into his bathing suit and went down to swim laps in the cold hotel pool.

Cassie followed Ro
b’
s instructions and climbed into bed, wishing he was
n’
t so far away.  None of it made sense to her.  This was the man who got his rocks off by making her life at home a living hell with his constant need to control and command!  She stared at the ceiling, wondering what had possessed her to call him, anyway.  Comfort?  Reassurance?

No, she needed to hear him take charge and set her feet on solid ground; to hold her without letting go and assure her he would make everything alright once again.  Rob, although unyielding, was at least consistent.  He could fix anything, and Cassie reluctantly realized she relied upon his strength to keep her from falling apart at the seams.

She thought of the events from the time just after her mother had died.  While the others whispered quietly around her, Rob grabbed her firmly by the hand and walked her to the coffin, standing next to her while they said goodbye.  He never left her side at the gravesite, either.  She had pretended to be angry with him for those actions, calling him heartless and insensitive, but the truth was that she had
n’
t had the courage to say goodbye alone.  He had given her courage and been a solid fortress of strength and protection; she knew he would never break if she needed to lean against him again.

On the other hand, he was also unbending and often frightened her terribly.  While she longed for his presence, she knew he had a hidden darkness that both compelled and repelled her.  She had a begrudging respect for the irritating man.  He never avoided her tantrums or pretended that things were okay when they obviously were not.  Until very recently, he was also the only one in the family who would call her on the carpet and honestly express his sentiments about her attitude.  He would say what needed to be said, whether she wanted to hear it or not.  Most times, she did not.

Cassie sighed.  She dreaded Monday but, at the same time, she felt a yearning she could not ignore.  She wanted to be with Rob.  No, not wante
d…
Hungered
.

* * *

Glenn tapped on her door the next morning, hopping on her bed and tousling her hair.

“
Hey, i
t’
s Saturday.  Come watch cartoons and eat fruit loops with me
.
”

Yawning, Cassie sat up in bed, glancing at the clock.  Did
n’
t that boy ever sleep?

“
I
t’
s 7.  I do
n’
t want to get up yet.  We did
n’
t get to bed until way after 4
!”
she whined, covering her face with a pillow.  He pulled it away and started to tickle her, making her squeal and fall out of bed.

“
Come on.  No on
e’
s here to tell us to turn it down
.”
Glenn grinned like an eager child. 

Sighing, Cassie nodded, following him barefoot down the stairs to the family room.  She dozed sporadically despite Glen
n’
s whooping laughter at the cartoon antics.

The phone rang at 9.  It was Rob.

“
Hey, dude!  Ho
w’
s the trip
?”
Glenn asked, holding his finger up to his lips as he muted the TV.

“
What happened last night
?”
Rob demanded, not wasting time with idle chatter.

“
I, uh, what are you talking about
?”
Glenn asked innocently.

“
Cut to the chase, Glenn.  Cassandra called me crying about being arrested and having to go to court.  She also told me she conned you.  Is it true?  Did you not know about her great escape
?
”

“
I went to the library for some diagrams and..
.
”

“
And you did
n’
t think of bringing her with you?  You know how she is.  Why ca
n’
t you be responsible? 
I’
m so pissed at you.  You need to fucki
n’
grow up
!”
Rob shouted irately.

“
Hey, chill.  We took care of everything.  The cops are
n’
t going to press charges if she testifies agains
t
…”

“
Do
n’
t you get it, Glenn?  She was your responsibility and you fucked it up.  What if she was raped?  Or killed?  Who would you be blaming then
?
”

“
Gee, Rob, you do
n’t
…”

“
Not another word out of you
!”
Rob snapped.  Glenn stared at the phone.  He was
n’
t used to his brother taking this uncharacteristic tone with him.  It was unsettling.

“
Sorry, Rob
,”
Glenn said quietly.

“
Save your sorries for when Pop gets home.  Believe me, h
e’
s going to know about how damn irresponsible you are!  Let me talk to my girl
,”
he ordered roughly.

His
girl?  Where did that come from?

Glenn handed the phone to Cassie, who frowned.

“
I
t’
s Rob.  H
e’
s pissed beyond reason.  Good luck
,”
Glenn whispered, covering the receiver before handing it to her.

“
Hello
?”
Cassie said nervously.

“
How are you feeling today, baby
?”
Rob asked gently, immediately calming at the sound of her voice.  Cassie frowned at Glenn; Rob did
n’
t soun
d‘
pissed beyond reaso
n’
.  Glenn made a face and shrugged. 

Cassie tucked her feet under her.
 “I’
m okay
,”
she answered softly.