Chapter 15
“Cassie, go to bed,” John said, as she yawned for the third time. They were sitting in the living room watching the late night news, and after a day spent trying to keep her mind off of Marcus and Tim, Cassie’s eyes kept closing.
“Soon,” she said, her tone noncommittal.
He’d found her company surprisingly easy all day. They had talked more than they had to date, and he’d liked it. He looked over at her with his eyebrows arched. “So are you going to just go to my room now or later?”
Her eyes grew big. “You knew?”
“It’s hard to miss when you nearly pushed me out of bed.”
“I got scared last night.”
“So are you sleeping with me again?”
“No. No, of course not. I’m not trying to start old habits.”
“I gathered by the sweats; still your favorite choice of man-armor, huh?”
“Why
