(Cassie POV)
Monday morning, I woke to a text on my phone.
“Hey, beautiful. You up?”
I groaned and smiled all at the same time. “I am up now. :) Why are you up so early?” It was only 6:00 a.m.
“I had to get up early so I could be at your place by 8:00 a.m.”
What? My place? By 8:00 a.m.? Had I made plans with Danny while I was drunk that I forgot about?
I jumped out of bed, and looked around my apartment. I had dirty clothes laying everywhere; I had unwashed dishes in the sink; and
I wasn’t sure where my two vibrators were other than I knew they weren’t hidden away. (Don’t judge; I may not have had s*x in a while but I’m not a saint and the werewolf s*x drive isn’t limited to male wolves.)
I wracked my brain and was sure we hadn't made plans, so I texted back. “What? You are coming
