Page 76 of One of Them Girls

I’m getting real used to waking up with Cassi in my arms. Every morning she’s with me, I wake up and admire her beauty. She’s the most beautiful woman I have ever met. Most people want a gorgeous view outside their door, but me? I could live in a box and as long as Cassi is next to me, I would have the most beautiful view.

She’s not only beautiful, but she’s got an amazing personality as well. Her kindness knows no bounds. She is feisty as well, but not scared to show her more vulnerable side. At least not when she’s with me.

I see what Jack has been telling me this whole time.

She’s one of those girls that once you meet them, you know they’ve changed your life irrevocably. I will never be the same.

That’s why I have to keep her. I meant what I told her earlier.

She’s mine. I refuse to share her with anyone.

She moves, drawing my eyes back to her face. I smile as I see her eyes flutter open.

“Are you watching me sleep?” she asks.

I chuckle. “You caught me.”

“I’m really starting to think my original thought of you being a serial killer might have been right on the money.”

“Maybe, but keep rocking my world the way you do and you won’t have to worry. You’ll be safe from me.”

She closes her eyes, shaking her head. “You’re silly.”

Her alarm goes off next to me. I grab her phone, turning it off.

“I need to get up. I told my parents I would be there for breakfast.”

“I don’t want you to go.”

She leans up, kissing me.

“Don’t you have to catch a plane or something.”

I shrug. “No. I’m staying here.”

Her eyes look confused.

“It’s Thanksgiving week. You’re not going home to spend it with your family.”

I look away from her. “My family isn’t really like that.”

“So what are you going to do?”

“Stay here.”

“The dorms are shutting down.”

“I got a hotel room, don’t worry. I’ll be fine.”

She leans up, looking down at me. “You’re being serious?”

I pull her to me, pressing my lips against hers. “I’ll be fine.”

She shakes her head. “Of course you will because you’re coming home with me. I can’t believe you were going to hide this from me.”

She slips from bed, pulling on a pair of pants under my T-shirt and her shoes.

“I wasn’t hiding it. It just never came up.”

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