Casey's POV"Mom, did you know your eldest son had a date this morning?" Molly gleefully gossips."What are you talking about Molly?" Christine asks, her curiosity piqued."Casey is having breakfast with Meredith. Dancing with her at the gala stirred up all kinds of feelings for my repressed older brother. Now he wants to have breakfast to reconnect and see if they can try again. Isn't that wonderful," Molly is practically bouncing as she shares the news. Casey is not thrilled that his family knows about his plans to have breakfast with Meredith. Both his mother and his sister have been pushing him to get back together with her for months. Now they are going to think that it is happening when it couldn't be further from the truth. "It's just breakfast. There is no need for anyone to get ahead of themselves. It's not a big deal," Casey firmly says to his mother and sister, hoping they will listen to him."Of course, dear. I'm just glad you are trying to reconnect with Meredith. She w

Casey's POV"You what?" Heather asks, completely shocked.Casey cannot help the small smile that appears on his face at her response. Her eyes are wide and her jaw has literally dropped. The joy coursing through his veins at finally confessing how he feels has him feeling like he is floating. "Heather, I love you. I have fallen completely and utterly in love with you," Casey happily confesses again.Heather continues to stare at him stunned. After a moment, the smile slips from Casey's face. He thought they were on the same page. That she felt the same way about him. Now he's not so sure. She had said she felt the connection between them before. On the night they first kissed she said she had never felt so connected to another person. Maybe she just isn't ready to say those words yet. "Heather, you don't have to say anything back. I just needed you to know how I feel," Casey says, determined to salvage the moment."Casey, I don't know what to say. Hearing you say that was the last t

Casey's POV"Aidan, I need your help," Casey declares.He enters his brother's bedroom without knocking, relishing in surprising his younger brother for once. The room is pitch black and Aidan is still asleep even though it is one in the afternoon. Casey rips open the curtains letting the sunlight flood the room. He can now clearly see Aidan sprawled on his stomach with his head under his pillow."Get up!" Casey commands as he rips the covers off his brother.Aidan only groans in response as he buries his head further beneath the pillows."Come on, Aidan. Get up! I need your help," Casey shakes Aidan's shoulder as he speaks and pulls the pillow away when he is finished."With what?" Aidan asks, his voice still rough with sleep."Sneaking around," Casey answers vaguely.Aidan sits up and rubs his eyes as he tries to make sense of Casey's request. Suddenly, it is like a light bulb has gone off in his mind."Does this mean you and Heather are finally together? I know you are still her bo

Casey's POV"Why are you packing, Casey? Making a break for it to escape our crazy family?" Aidan jokingly asks as he enters Casey's room."I'm going away for the weekend. When mom asks tell her I needed to get out of the city for a bit," Casey responds distractedly as he grabs clothes from his closet."Where are you actually going?" Aidan asks, eternally curious.Casey instantly goes to close his bedroom door before considering telling Aidan where he is going this weekend. It is the first time he and Heather will have the chance to be alone together without any interruptions or complications. He doesn't want to risk anything ruining this weekend."You can't tell anyone where I'm going or what I'm doing, Aidan," Casey urgently says in a low voice as he sits next to his brother."Okay?" Aidan says, confused. "Why all the secrecy? Is this about dad? Are you doing something dangerous? Do you need me to come with you?" Aidan's questions come in quick succession as his mind plays through t

Casey's POVCasey wakes up to a sight that makes him feel like he is still dreaming. The sun is coming through the windows and casting a light on the angel in his bed. Heather is still asleep, her hair fanned out on the pillow beneath her head and her arm thrown across his body. The sheet dipped low enough to expose her beautiful breasts to his gaze. He feels his arousal grow as he gazes at her while his mind wanders to the night before.It was the most incredible night of his life. Being with Heather was unlike any sexual experience he'd ever had. The noises she made, the softness of her skin, feeling her tight heat wrapped around him. He has never felt this way before. When he was younger he had thought he was in love, but he was wrong. Nothing comes close to how he loves Heather. Three times he had the privilege of making love to her. Each time was infinitely more magical than the time before. The first time he entered her and their bodies joined together he could feel tears welli