Eight

Cindy's POV

As I raced out of the room to meet Blake, only one thought filled my mind and that was happiness. I felt so happy even though I had not the slightest idea what he wanted to talk about. I was hoping it was something interesting and not one that would dash my hopes, but from the looks on his face, I could tell that it wasn't something sad he was about bti share with me.

Few seconds later, I was standing in front of him with a wide grin like a child who was given some candy. "You look so excited? Why?" He inquired, puffing my cheeks. I blushed at his pull and muttered some words in objection to it even though I loved it.

"You! You make me happy and the smile on your face tells me that I have to be happy, so what's the News? Go on and share it quickly,' I hastened him up as curiosity got the better of me. I fiddled with my palm, waiting for him to speak up. When he finally did, he cleared his throat and stared up at me.

"Would you like me to share something with you?"

"Yes,