★Nathan★
I had told myself I would not overthink it. Cassandra’s behavior, her calm distance, her polite professionalism, the faint edge in her tone, it could have been nothing. Maybe she was just like that with everyone. Maybe I was imagining the tension between us because of what Timothy said at The Dockhouse. But ever since that conversation, I had not been able to shake the thought.
She had a crush on you once.
The words had replayed in my head more times than I cared to admit. I tried to ignore them, to drown them out with work, but they kept finding their way back. It was late when I decided to drop by LuxeLine. The office lights were still on when I parked outside, and I could see her silhouette moving across the glass wall of her office. She was probably reviewing reports or reo
