24 Cassie
“Hey,” said Bryce, grabbing my hand. “We need to talk.”
“I thought we already did,” I said, following him into the bedroom. He’d taken a shower and was wearing a new pair of Levis and a white T-shirt that hugged his still very-chiseled pecs. I had to admit, even though he’d lost a little weight and had dark circles under his eyes, he still made my pulse race with that sexy little smile of his.
He closed the door and then turned to me. “We have talked, several times, but you never seem to really listen to what I have to say. So I’ve decided to try another approach.”
Before I could respond, he grabbed me around the waist and pulled me into his arms.
“What are you doing?” I asked, feeling my cheeks turn pink. “I don’t think we have time...”
“We don’t,” he whispered, staring in
