Cassie’s POV
The moment Daelan leaned in, everything else felt like they disappeared.
The hum of the bar, laughter and clinking of glasses. Everything slowly faded. All I could register was him—his scent wrapping around me, dark and intoxicating. That mix of sandalwood cologne and the sharp edge of whiskey on his breath. His face was inches from mine, eyes locked onto me like I was some kind of puzzle he wanted to solve with his mouth.
My pulse spiked. My entire body felt electric.
This wasn’t supposed to happen. Not again.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked, voice low, shaky.
He didn’t move back. Instead, he leaned in even closer, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. “Because you’re pretending you forgot.”
That stopped my breath.
I clenched my thighs together instinc
