The six-year-old kid chuckled and nodded his head. Cassiel came in and patted his head, when he suddenly ran in the other direction, before either of us could ask him not to run this fast in such a crowded place, bustling with people.
Cassiel took my hand and we entered the glass doors of the MacYum’s. A cool blast of AC slapped my face and my long, black, straight hair. I ultimately eased and got control over some of the nervousness building inside of me. The sweat at the back of my neck disappeared, and I took a huge breath not knowing why I was so nervous all the time around him. I gawked at him, and our held hands and a warm feeling took over my chest. My heart fluttered, so I looked away from his face.
“What do you want, babe?” His voice was as soothing as the cold air blowing in th
