Cassie went back to waitressing, and Redneck-Randy hung around to watch the show. She wanted so badly to approach him but didn't want to raise questions. Kathy and Ryan left at eleven, reminding Cassie that they expected her to stop by the party. As soon as they left, Cassie approached Randy's table.
He turned to her, scanned her profile, and released a whistle. "I liked what was underneath so much more."
"Seriously though, I would never have recognized you if you were wearing contacts. You really are amazing at the undercover thing. God! I've never been so turned on in my life."
He grinned. "A good cover is half the fun, but I'm nowhere near as talented as you, my love."
His words twirled in her stomach. Cassie wanted nothing more than to jump him where he stood.
"Damn. How the hell am I supposed to concentrate when you come around looking all hot and shit?" She pouted.