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"Shortcake, I have a key for every room in this house." He smirked at me.

My eyes grew at the revelation. I glared at him. "That's an invasion of privacy you snake. And don't call me shortcake."

"You call me cheesecake, I am going to call you shortcake." He nodded at me, his smirk only growing the harder I glared. "Because you're short."

"Get out." I ordered, pointing at the door.

"Aww come on shortcake. Don't be like that." He whined.

I growled at him as I flung myself on top of my pillow. I ignored the cold as my blankets were now in a clump by Cassar's feet.

"Why are you even hear?" I whined.

"We are going to go for a run." Cassar told me.

"A what?" I blanked.

"A run." He said slower. "Go outside, enjoy nature, get some exercise."

"You mean to tell me, that you woke me up ridiculously early to run?"

Cass gave me a flat look. "Yes."

"No."

"What?"

"I'm not going."

Cassar growled. "You're going to come with me if you like it or not. So will you be leaving here with or without your dig