CASSANDRA’s POV.
It has been hours since, the kiss with Kendall. Yet, it keeps replaying in my head. That kiss was intense. It was as if he poured in all of his frustrations on the kiss. He needed more, but instead he apologizes pathetically cower away. I barely slept all through the night. I kept switching positions just to be comfortable but my fingers will not stop going to my lips.
“Cassandra, you have a guest and some packages.” Stella informs me before retiring to the kitchen and I roll off my bed looking flushed. I had my bath earlier than I normally did because thought once the water hits my skin, it will steal away the feeling of his, lingered syncing lips but I was wrong.
“I move to go see my package and whoever my guest might be and it no one other than my best friend, Kyle.
