Blake’s POV
“You admitted you pushed it yesterday,” I said. “I’m not an i***t. You stayed in your room. Doesn’t take a genius to figure how.”
She blew on her tea. “You say that like it’s a bad thing. I don’t plan on spending my second chance sitting down on my ass… I’m going to make the most of this opportunity. Because I reckon this is more of a one-shot opportunity rather than some feline nine-lives arrangement.”
For the old Cassie, that would mean partying harder and being even more wild… but this new Cassie, God only knew. I was sure I’d find out soon enough.
“It’s not a bad thing,” I said. “It’s just not the only thing that matters. You overdo it, you land back in hospital.”
She watched me for a moment before saying, “Yes, Daddy. Do you want to spank me if I do the wrong thing?”
