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Despite my best efforts to the contrary, the doubts immediately surfaced. I had a hard time catching my breath as my heart raced and I wondered what could be upsetting Cassie.
Had Dirk actually sent her to me again? Was she here at his orders? Was she having second thoughts about us? Did she still want to be with Dirk? Had our night together not been as real for her as it was for me?
The dark, swirling questions refused to subside. The palpable fear turned to ice in my veins as I cleared my throat and attempted to adopt a normal tone so I could ask her, "What's wrong?" As much as I dreaded hearing her answer, I couldn't stand not knowing.
Cassie pressed her lips to mine, which alleviated my fears somewhat. When she said, "I think I love you too much," sweet relief flooded my system,
