Chapter 21
Cassie pulled on a sweatshirt and a pair of jeans and headed into the kitchen. She wanted to make Mason dinner and have it ready by the time he got back. A night in with the man she loved and a good home cooked meal sounded like a little piece of heaven.
She turned the corner and came to a skidding halt as her eyes landed on Dylan sitting at her kitchen table, lounged back in a chair, one arm on the table like he had been waiting for her. She wanted to run, but her body froze, making it impossible for her to move or talk. All she could do was stand there and stare.
He played with the ring on his finger and the memory of it slicing her cheek one time long ago caused the spot to ache, her stomach to twist in fear.
“Miss me?” he asked, and the sound of his voice was like salt o
