Bad Boy Secrets by Seraphina Donavan, Wicked Muse Page A

work ethic, she always had.  It was one of the things that he respected and admired about her the most.  Shaking his head, more than a little embarrassed that he coudn’t stop thinking about her even when she wasn’t around, and even when he’d just pulled himself out of her bed only a couple of hours earlier, he sorted through the mail that had come in on Saturday.  With the mail was another package, a large manilla envelope with no postage and no return address on it.  On the outside, Cass had attached a pink Hello Kitty sticky note, a leftover from Crystal’s brief stint in the office.  The note was simple.  No return address, thought it might be personal.  That was all it said.  Crumpling the note, he tossed it in the trash, more than a little confused by why it bothered him. 
                  Opening the envelope, the pictures tumbled out onto the desk, sprawling across the surface.  Shock was his first reaction, followed by rage.  There were pictures of him and Cass together, in his office, in his house, and hers, of him spanking her while she was tied to his bed, of her mouth closing over his cock while she wore a blindfold.  Each one was more scandalous than the last and highlighted the kinkier aspects of their sex life. 
                  With a muttered curse, he stacked the photos and returned them to the envelope before shoving them in the drawer.  There had been no note with them, but there was only one person he could think of who would go to such lengths.  It was Rowena.  He should have known that her demand for money outside the courthouse would not be the last from her.  She’d hung around town for a reason and apparently blackmail was it.  It wouldn’t matter to her that she was destroying any lingering feeling that Cass might have for her or that she was destroying her daughter’s reputation in a town where things like that still mattered.  The bottom line for Rowena was that she had to get what she wanted, and he had to find out what that was. 
                  Looking at his schedule he noted that the first client of the day was Jackson.  They’d talked about Jackson updating his will and adding Evie to all of his accounts.  He called the rest of his clients and rescheduled everyone due to come in that day, anticipating difficulties. 
                  “Damn!  You look like Evie does when I leave the toilet seat up.”
                  Reed looked up as Jackson walked in looking almost respectable in a pair of khaki pants and a white dress shirt.  “Dressed like that, I pegged you for someone who pissed sitting down.”
                  Jackson settled into the chair facing him and said, with a grin, “Asshole.”
                  “Enough with the banter... I have a problem.”
                  “Cass decide she’s too good for you?”
                  Reed thought about how much to tell him and decided to simply go for it.  “Let’s just say that Cass and I have a somewhat unconventional relationship... And someone has felt the need to gather evidence to that effect.”
                  “You’re being blackmailed.... No offense, I know you make okay money in this town, but there are a hell of a lot more people with much darker secrets than that and they have a shit ton more money than you.”
                  “It’s more of a crime of opportunity than anything else.  Since Cass decided to let the entire world in on the fact that we’re seeing each other, other than the embarrassment of having the whole town see you in the act, these don’t have a lot of value.”
                  “So who had the opportunity?” Jackson asked. 
                  Reed knew that Jackson was brilliant, that he’d always been far smarter and cagier than most people would give him credit for.  “It’s Rowena.  She was at Cass’