~ Cuts Like A Knife ~

“I should be thanking you. Let’s call it even.” Casey pictured the naked blonde on Ryan’s bed. “Who was she?”

“She works at the hotel. We didn’t get around to exchanging names.” Ryan laughed and looked past Casey.

Allison and Mandy walked through the half door. From the frown on Allison’s face, she had obviously heard Ryan’s comment about not exchanging names. The cold mask of Mandy’s face showed she’d heard, as well.

With her eyes misting, Mandy set her briefcase beside the table, then turned, walked down the aisle and out the courtroom.

Casey wanted to punch the arrogant young attorney in the nose, or slap the shit out of him.

Allison glared at Ryan. “How could you?”

“Me?” Ryan raised an eyebrow to Allison.

Allison rolled her eyes at Casey, and then lowered her voice. “You told him?” She smacked her briefcase onto the table. “I better check on Mandy.”

“Let me.” Casey hurried down the aisle. He pushed through the door and spotted Mandy disappearing into the women’s restroom beside the elevators.

Casey hurriedly crossed the room. He stopped in front of the restroom door and knocked. “Mandy we have to talk.”

The door opened a crack. “Go away!” The door closed.

A white-haired woman in a blue dress with a strand of white pearls stood beside the elevators watching the exchange. With a round bulldog-like face, she gawked incredulously at Casey.

Casey leaned closer to the door. “Please listen.”

No answer.

“Look, Mandy, I’m sorry about what happened. Men are weak. We make mistakes when it comes to sex. It was a one-night stand. It didn’t mean a thing.”

The door burst open and Mandy came out holding a tissue to her eyes. “Well it does to me!” She punched the down button beside the elevator.

The old lady shook her head then touched Mandy gently on the shoulder. “Are you alright honey?”

“Do I look alright?”

The lady shot Casey a smoldering sneer. Her lip curled in disgust. “You dirty old man!”