Daelan's POV
A little back at the club,
After Cassie had stormed off in that damn taxi, I just stood there in the parking lot like a fool, my hands on my hips, as I tried to piece together what the hell had just happened. Her eyes when she looked at me before walking away lingered in my mind like some haunting echo I couldn't shake off. Like I'd disappointed her or something. I sighed, rubbing my neck when I heard Maya's voice behind me. "Hey." She walked up, her heels clicking softly against the pavement. "You good?"
"Ah, just dealing with something." I sighed and straightened up, trying to recompose myself as I turned to her. "You? Are you okay? I'm sorry about Margaret back there."
"Oh, it's nothing." Maya waved it off with a smile, although there was a touch of sharpness in her ey
