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034: Rhett's plan

Author: Baby Kemo
last update publish date: 2026-09-13 16:21:49

~ CASSANDRA ~

The food tastes surprisingly familiar and delicious, and memories of eating this kind of breakfast begin to surface in my mind.

It reminds me of when I was seven years old, back when I still had Mom and she would serve me breakfast with that sweet smile of hers.

Breakfast used to be hearty, and our family used to be whole.

Dad would give me some of his pancakes, and afterward, we would drive to the park for a little picnic. We were rich in every sense of the word, although not in
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    ~ CASSANDRA ~Cassian tilts my chin, the rough pad of his thumb caress my skin and I shut my eyes savouring his touch. Cassian pulls me to himself and I melt against him, enjoying the warmth of his body. "You look tired, " He whispers into my hair, running his fingers through them. I rest my head against his shoulder and take a deep inhale. " I- I just want you to know that I'll if you need someone to talk to, I'll always be here..." His voice trails off into something soft. I wrap my hand around his neck and I feel his lips on my neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses in it's absence. A small shiver runs down my spine, I pull my face away from his shoulder and raise my frame till I'm on tiptoes. Our faces barely inches away, his hot breath sending a wave of heat through my entire body.My throat constricts as guilt eats away at me. Tomorrow, I may likely have to play Rhett's card, and the thought makes me sick.If I ever have to, I'm going to miss him. I'm going to miss his softness

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