##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 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

##Chapter 55: CassidyBook Two: Don't LeaveThe last thing I want to do is head back inside the party, with all its noise, music, and press of bodies, but I have to find Cole. I need to reassure myself that he's still mine. Jackie might have returned, but she's part of his past.I have no idea how long I stood outside, talking with Jackie. I also don't know how long it took to get the anxiety attempting to claw at me under control again. When I'd walked away from Cole, I told him I was going to the bathroom and then never returned. As I head inside, I pull my phone from the pocket of my blue scrubs. My heart rate settles as I realize I've missed two calls and three texts from him.I hit redial and press the phone to my ear. After four rings, it goes straight to voicemail. Given the noise level, that's not a total surprise. I shoot him a quick message to let him know I'm looking for him, and set my ringer on vibrate so I don't miss another call or text.It takes time to push my

##Chapter 57: LukeBook One: Don't Leave"What if they get back together?" she asks. "Cole and I haven't been together for that long. And they have this long history. They didn't just go out, they were friends. Best friends." She worries the napkin between her fingers.I don't think she realizes that she's shredding the paper into tiny pieces."We're talking childhood friends," she adds as if I haven't grasped the gravity of the situation.Instead of taking her back to the dorms, we're sitting at a diner located a few streets over from campus. Cassidy just described how she was ambushed by Cole Mathews' ex-girlfriend. The very same one who now attends Western. Apparently, they were an item for two years before she screwed around on him and got knocked up.What a mess.Unfortunately, Cassidy is caught smack in the middle of all this crazy drama. I'm well aware that she loves him. Hell, she's been more than upfront about her feelings with me. Obviously, this new development is

##Chapter: 59Book Two: Don't LeaveMy eyelids feather closed as I arch into his warm palm, wanting to feel his fingers slide inside me. I need him to relieve the throbbing pressure building deep within me. When he doesn't make a move, I arch, pushing against him."Say it, Cassidy.""Only you," I whimper. "You're the only one who gets to fuck me."As soon as the words escape, he slides two thick digits inside, stroking my wet heat until I'm mindless with the need he has stoked to life within me.He swirls his finger across my slit before murmuring, "Your pussy belongs to me.""Yes," I moan. At this point, I would agree to just about anything, and he knows it. My hips gyrate against him, seeking release.His fingers still as he leans down and presses a kiss against my mouth. "Oh no, you don't. Not like this. When you come, I want to feel you pulsing and throbbing around me."I groan when he drags his fingers from me.A devilish smile spreads across his handsome face, making him