Everything started to fall apart from the moment Colin kissed her.
It was on a Saturday evening, right after he’d finished teaching her how a man was supposed to shake. Cassy’s grip hadn’t been firm enough, and he’d taught her how to position her fingers, even slightly squeezing the person’s fingers.
And then he’d pulled her in and kissed her on the cheek.
It wasn’t supposed to mean anything, but it was dangerously close to her mouth and Cassy had bristled at the sudden invasion.
"What do you think you’re doing?" she asked, shoving him away.
Colin regarded her coolly. "I didn’t mean to offend you," he said quietly. "I was just..."
"Don’t ever do that again," she said. "Just don’t."
He stepped back, stung by her anger.
"Cassandra, I..."
Cassy ran from the spot, leaving him st
