- Caden -
You know that feeling? When you dive under the water in the pool and stay under there for a little longer than you should? When you almost black out but you kick off the ground and your head breaks out of the water and you take that huge exhilarating breath?
It was exactly what I felt the moment I first laid my eyes on her.
She was beautiful, in her simple loose white tee shirt with a pair of blue jeans that fit her so snuggly. Her red lipstick that showed off her confidence and her eyes, daring and fierce like she didn't take any bullshit.
And she really didn't.
I didn't mean to make my snark remark about calling her a slut but damn, she scared the hell out of me.
How she could make me feel so defenseless? My stupid mouth, I've been this annoying shit casanova for way too long I can't even say anything nice to her.
When Smith said I had to live with her you can't believe how happy my heart felt. I could see her every day, hopefully it will take longer for my house to be ready.
I grabbed my white dress shirt and buttoned up. I tucked my shirt in my khaki pants and wondered how the hell she didn't react like how other girls did.
Other girls would swoon the moment their eyes landed on my body. I'm extremely hot, I know that. But the first thing she did was kick me in the balls.
I smiled at that, gosh she was feisty. I love it.
I took my suitcase and blazer and went downstairs. When I reached the bottom of the stairs I heard her come out of her room.
My heart skipped a beat, what the fuck is wrong with me?
I turned towards her room and saw her emerge. She was in a white dress, it flared out just above her waist and ended just above her knees. Her brown heels sharp and delicate on her feet.
She looked like an angel, her long wavy dark brown hair that almost reached her waist. Her brown eyes, damn I could melt in them.
She was staring at me and for that moment I saw a little hint of vulnerability in her eyes. Before it became hard and cold again.
I cleared my throat, "Good morning Miss Grumpy, did you sleep well without me?"
Fuck. Real smooth dude.
She rolled her eyes and strode towards the kitchen, "Good morning asshole, I hope your manhood still hurts or I can help you recall if you like?"
Her voice was so sarcastic but it tasted like honey to me. I'm going crazy man.
I chuckled and followed her to her kitchen. Her chef had two plates of food on the dining table and I sat right next to her like the annoying shit I am but I don't care.
I want to be near her whenever I can.
She kept sending glares toward me but didn't ask me to get lost so I just sat there happily eating and watching her.
My phone chimed next to me on the table but I was so absorbed in watching her I couldn't be bothered. She glanced at my phone and smirked, "Well seems like you have a booty call. I'll take it you won't be coming home tonight."
She grabbed her newspaper from the seat next to her and stood up, walking out of the room.
I was still dreaming, watching her leave the room. The moment she disappeared I realised what she said.
"Wait what?" I checked my phone and it was a message from some girl I met at the club a few nights back.
-- Hey handsome, want a good time tonight? 😉 --
Well fuck.
I ran out after Cassidy but she was already driving off in her Pearl White Maserati.
I grumbled, "Damn it I hate myself."
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