Cassandra spent a good hour mulling over her own ridiculousness after she got home, trying to understand herself.
Samael had kissed her. He’d looked into her eyes and said her name as though it was a mystery and a wonder to him, and then he’d laid his mouth against hers and kissed her.
It had been a good kiss, too, full of potential and promise.
And she had backed off so quickly she’d smacked her head against the door.
She’d never backed away from anything in her life. She was a grab-life-by-the-scruff-of-the-neck kind of woman.
A carpe diem kind of woman. And she liked s*x. Not that she’d had much opportunity to enjoy it lately, all her energies having been focused on her recovery, but that was beside the point. She also liked Samael. A lot.
She’d spent half the evening ogling his t
