Cassandra’s POVMy breath hitched as the cold water sizzled down my skin. Trickling down my head leaving me completely soaked but still heated from our earlier confrontation. My chest heaved as I caught my breath. My chin was propped high, and his fingers dug into it as I stared at him without batting an eyelid. The cold water ran down my shoulders, slid through my hair, and soaked the fabric of my nightie until it clung like a second skin. "If anyone is going to have a heart attack, it's you, Gramps." I taunted back and his finger dug deeper. His breath fanned against my face; it carried a faint scent of morning breath, but I didn't find it repulsive in the least way, as it should. "You are really pushing it, Sunshine." He hissed. I smirked at him, not bothered by the proximity. "It's not a lie, you.." I knew I was pushing, but by calling him gramps. He was just 30 and didn't even look it, but at this point, I have lost my reason. The rest of my wo
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