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Cassie began, jabbing Natasha in the arm. "What?" "You freaking out in front of Lucas King!" "The artist?" "Oh, no. The fisherman who happens to have really cool hair!" Natasha gave her an annoyed look. "Nothing. I was just a little dazed from the football that was coming right at my face." "Yeah, sure," Cassie added, rolling her eyeballs. "How do I still put up with you?" "Duuh...I'm your bff and in case you hadn't noticed, the last 'f' is for forever !" Cassie responded with her high spirited tone, "besides, where else are you gonna find an awesome friend like me?"

Hello my wonderful readers! I promise I haven’t forgotten about you! I know I teased something big, and now it’s finally here! Cassy has already started flexing her Moon Goddess muscles in my other book, Pregnant Luna - Lawful Rebellion. If you haven’t checked it out yet, I’d love for you to dive into it while you wait for this story to pick back up. Don’t worry, it’ll only be a few more weeks! Thank you for your incredible patience and unwavering support. I admit I was nervous about revealing the crossover too soon, but I hope you know I’d never abandon you!

He dipped his head and kissed me demurely on the cheek as I stepped inside. I had expected the little beach cabana to be empty, but instead, it looked like a paper tornado had hit. Sitting sedately in the center of the wreckage was a petite, adorable, redhead. She had her hair cut in a pixie-cut style that made her sexy and cute at the same time. She wore running shorts and a tank-top that accented her fairy-like body. I was really, really glad Noah had warned me about her. If he hadn't, I would have been incredibly jealous. Even as it was, the green-eyed monster in my stomach wasn't terribly happy about the situation. “Hi!” the girl chirped, hopping to her feet and holding out her hand. “Yo

At least this was what in her thoughts that was going for a long time now as time passes by. Tears formed at the women eyes as her introduction line up and on beside her when a pop up and big characters appeared. When her introduction was invisible next to her, a pool of water appeared at the Sotiras and Heroes feet while Cassie kept crying but still stubbornly look at Kate, wanting to get an answer for her question that desperately needed a response immediately to calm her agitated heart right now. Name: Cassie Ver Age: 32 years old Status: Married Children: 8 kids, 1 college student

We'd earned this peace, this bubble of normalcy. Footsteps padded softly down the stairs, light and familiar, pulling me from my thoughts. I turned to see Cassidy descending, still draped in my shirt from last night, the oversized fabric skimming her thighs like a teasing whisper, buttons undone just enough to reveal the soft swell of her breasts and the faint, rosy marks I'd left with my kisses during our passionate tumble.

Cassie POV I couldn’t wait for Amber to leave. Her father had already gone back to their pack, but Amber had decided to have an extended stay with her new BFFs, Reza and Reya. And they were making my life as difficult as they possibly could. If the trio weren’t spreading rumours about me, then they were purposely bumping into me or tripping me or asking me to do things for them in front of Vasilios’s mother who was too sweet and soft spoken to tell them off.

The female was rotating her hips like she was literally riding his dick. Cassie giggled. “You have seen nothing yet.” One female spotted Cassie. “Cassie, is that you?” “Tashema, it's been a long time.” Cassie hugged the girl. “Mitch, this is one of my oldest and dearest friends, Tashema. Tashema this is Mitch.” They shook hands. Tashema offered them Rum and Boom but Cassie took a hot red stripe beer instead. Tashema used the lighter to open the bottle for Cassie then she headed back towards her friends, dancing and whining away. Cassie gulped down the beer in one go.

A slow, burning warmth spread through her chest and settled low in her stomach. He was, everything. Cassie couldn’t keep it to herself. She grabbed her phone, angled the camera just right, and snapped a picture of the dress spread out across her kitchen table. She typed a quick caption and sent it to Cora. Cassie: You are not going to believe this. Cora was definitely at work, she’d told Cassie earlier she had a pile of meetings and her dad breathing down her neck. Cassie didn’t even expect a reply until later. But within seconds, her phone buzzed.

Not when her enthusiasm had pulled me back from the brink more than once. We flew privately that evening, courtesy of Andrew's final gesture of respect for a man whom he claimed was not his ex but rather his "aesthetically gifted asset handler." Cassie sat across from me, peering at her laptop as she scrolled through satellite images of the metro vault. She was intently focused. Her fingers rushed across the keyboard. Her face was illuminated only by the faint light, revealing the shape of her jawline, the lines of her cheeks, and the thin scar below her lip, which she claimed to have gotten in a fencing match, although she had actually fallen during seventh grade.

“What’s your handle?” “That’s the thing,” Cassie smiled. “I don’t use my name. I run CasRoe Health & Fitness Blog.” Sebastian’s eyes widened. “That’s you?” She nodded, amused. “You have ten million followers,” he muttered, offended on behalf of his own obliviousness. He immediately hit ‘follow.’ “How am I not one of them?” Cassie’s laughter warmed the room. “You’re still as dramatic as ever. But tell me, what’s your relationship status? Are you married?”