##Chapter 46: CassidyBook Two: Don't Leave"Wake up, babe." Cole kisses his way across my naked shoulder. "We've got class in an hour."Still sleepy, I stretch against the firm length of his body. "Not yet," I mumble, "we don't have to get up just yet."Twenty-five minutes. That's all we need to roll out of bed and still have roughly thirty seconds to slide into our seats for Psych 201. Unable to pry my eyelids open, I turn in his arms as my palms find the solid planes of his chest before stroking over them. It isn't long before my wandering fingers descend down his body.Have I mentioned just how amazingly hard and cut he is?Hours spent on the ice and lifting in the gym have made him into the chiseled god that he is. A few heartbeats later and my hand is delving into his boxer briefs before gliding over the rigid length of his morning wood.Well, hello there."Looks like we won't be making it out of bed on time after all," he growls, warm breath feathering across the outer sh
##Chapter 47: CassidyBook Two: Don't LeaveAs I leave Mackenzie Hall, where my Economics class is held every Tuesday and Thursday afternoon, my feet grind to a halt and a shiver of dread slithers down my spine. Luke Wellington is sprawled out on one of the stone benches along the walking path.His gaze sweeps over the exiting crowd. A pit the size of Texas grows in my belly as he studies the mass of students leaving the building. Unsure of who he's searching for, I duck my head and hope that my long curtain of black hair will shield me from his view so I can escape.Most of the girls on campus would be ecstatic to catch Luke's eye. He's tall, probably around six feet or so, with broad shoulders. He's muscular from skating hard at practice and lifting weights in the gym several times a week. He's handsome with blond hair and blue-gray hazel eyes.But that's not what I see when I look at him.I see someone who has the power to resurrect my past and bring the fledgling success I've
##Chapter 48: CassidyBook Two: Don't LeaveIt's a relief when his gaze drops to the steaming cup of coffee before flicking back up again. "When we were dancing at that party, I didn't realize it was you." He corrects himself. "Not right away."I hadn't recognized him, either.We were just dancing, having fun at some off campus fraternity party. A few days after that, Cole and I ran into him at a restaurant, and he told my boyfriend that he knew me from a different school. When he'd mentioned Dartmouth, everything had clicked into place.The realization had rocked me to the core. Ever since that happened, I've been terrified he would spill all my secrets.I'm knocked from those thoughts when he says, "At first, I thought I was imagining the likeness." He lifts his eyes to mine before sifting carefully through my shuttered expression. "I tried to find you after that night. I wanted to make sure you were okay, but you disappeared from campus. Not knowing what happened to you on
##Chapter 49: CassidyBook Two: Don't LeaveThe way he searches my eyes for answers to questions he has yet to ask scares me, because I can't give him anything more than friendship."I'm glad you're doing so well."I lift my lips into a smile, hoping to reassure him. "I am."Is it possible I've overreacted to the situation and the peculiar feelings that have sprung up between us?After today, Luke will go his way and I'll go mine. Maybe, at some point, we'll run into each other on campus or at a party. When we do, I won't feel the need to avoid him. We can be friendly.Or maybe we can be friends.Who knows?That's when I realize I'd actually like to be friends.How ironic is that?I've tried so hard to run from him these past couple of days, and now that we've sat down and cleared the air, I realize our shared history has unexpectedly bonded us together."Does Cole know what happened to you?"Breaking eye contact, I jerk my head into a tight nod. "I didn't tell him right away."It
##Chapter 50: CassidyBook Two: Don't LeaveWith my heart lodged somewhere in my throat, I finally catch up with Cole outside the building. He's already made it down the cement stairs to the pathway that snakes through campus. Even though I yell his name, begging him to stop, he ignores me. It's like I'm not even there. When I'm close enough, my fingers wrap around his arm, biting into his flesh.I've never seen him this angry. The Cole I know is always calm and in control of his feelings. But that's not the case right now.What I hate most is the hurt that flashed in his whiskey-colored eyes. I don't want to lose him over a fledgling friendship with Luke."Cole," I plead, "please stop and talk to me."In that moment, it feels like he's slipping through my fingers like sand. Allowing Luke to touch me was wrong."It's not what it looked like."Those six words have him grinding to a halt before wheeling around to face me. The movement happens so quickly that I slam into his ches
##Chapter 51: CassidyBook Two: Don't Leave"Dr. Thompson is ready to see you, Cassidy."I smile at Wendy before passing by the reception desk.After my life imploded last December, my parents decided it would be best for everyone involved if I lived with my grandparents. They didn't want my bad influence to rub off on my younger sisters, Lexie and Miranda. I'd been so depressed and riddled with anxiety, that my grandmother suggested I work with a local therapist. Then, after I moved to campus in August, I found Dr. Thompson.I drop down in my usual spot on the couch as she settles onto the chair parked across from me. Even though we've only been working together for a few months, I feel really close to her. She's a great psychologist and it's doubtful I would have made such a smooth transition to Western without her support."Cassidy," she says warmly, "you're looking well. It's been more than a week since I last saw you. Tell me how everything is going.""It's going well." Wi
##Chapter 52: CassidyBook Two: Don't Leave"You know that what you're wearing is the antithesis of sexy, right?"I glance at the blue scrubs and fake stethoscope dangling from around my neck before arching a brow at Brooklyn. Her assessment of my Halloween costume isn't off target."I wasn't going for sexy." Unlike a certain someone who shall remain nameless, I'm not trolling for a little hookup action tonight.Brooklyn, who happens to be a champ at multitasking, adds the finishing touches to her smokey eye before huffing, "Mission accomplished, Nurse Ratched. No one will mistake you for sexy."My brows snap together. "That's Dr. Jameson, to you."Her only reaction is to roll her eyes. After two and a half months of rooming together, I'm more than used to Brooklyn's attitude. In fact, I'd go so far as to say I'm barely affected by it.My roomie's costume, on the other hand, is sex personified. She's poured her curvy body into a tight, black bodysuit before adding a pair of midn
##Chapter 53: CassidyBook Two: Don't LeaveBefore I can nod in agreement, she's dragging me away from Cole and toward a long stretch of the hall. I let Cole know what's going on as I'm towed behind her. It takes effort to shove our way through all the zombies, ghosts, and sexy devils packing the hallway. The line for the bathroom is ten deep, and it takes at least fifteen minutes before we're able to lock ourselves in the small space.As Brooklyn uses the toilet first, I turn toward the mirror to assess the damage. Like I assumed, it's bad. My face is all red and sweaty from dancing. I look like I've just run a marathon. I'm glad I decided to wear scrubs and nothing heavier. Even though it's the end of October and there's a chill in the air, it's hot as Hades in here. All the people crammed inside the house don't help matters, either.After Brooklyn finishes up, we change places. She checks herself out in the rectangular mirror hanging over the sink. Unlike me, she's not al