Chapter Seven
CASS
I woke the next day bright and early, my mind made up.
I sat bolt upright, smiling broadly to myself like a mad woman. I had a plan.
Damon could be as stoic and silent as he wanted.
I wasn’t going to let it get to me. I would enjoy myself, just as I’d intended to before all this business of soul mates, and the irresistible desire that came with it, got in the way.
He can like it or lump it. I don’t care.
I flung off the covers and toed on the fur-lined slippers that lay waiting for me by the fireplace. A glance out of the window told me that the snowfall was lighter today. Yes! I would get a chance to see the countryside I’d been aching to explore for years. My stomach tightened with anticipation as I thought about the day that lay ahead.
A sharp knock at the doo
