Chapter 6
Whatever pain he must have been feeling and whatever doubt I had been having was out the window. All that mattered right now was the both of us. Me, laying naked and glowing amid the bed sheets. He, looming above me and drowning me in the swirls of his warm deep brown eyes.
"Cass, are you sure you want this?" Roberto paused and asked.
"I wouldn't have taken my dress off myself if I didn't". I looked from his eyes to his lips and back to the eyes and the lips. I bit my lips seductively, not breaking eye contact with him.
"Oh damn it". And he slammed his lips on mine.
The warmth of his lips on mine sent all my senses flying. And slowly, his lips moved against mine. It felt like heaven and earth had collided, time had stopped and everything else had transcended into nothing. It was just Roberto and I, wrapped in our cocoon of love and passion.
Love. Did I just say love? No! I couldn't love him. Not yet. I wasn't his Cassandra. I was Clara and it was Cassandra he loved, not
