CHAPTER SIX
The smell of freshly brewed coffee tickled Cassandra’s nose. She stretched her arms over her head and then slowly opened her eyes. Sunlight peeked through the blinds. Unbelievably, she felt well rested.
That surprised her.
With Troy only a few feet away, wearing a pair of gray athletic shorts and no shirt, she couldn’t believe she’d fallen asleep. But she had and dreamed of a man with brown hair. A surprisingly romantic dream, full of long glances and slow kisses.
But she knew better than most that dreams didn’t come true.
Still, she kept wishing on stars and blowing out candles, just in case. Hoping for the best didn’t hurt. And if today went as well as last night, tomorrow she would be able to say goodbye to her fiancé for the weekend. She wiggled her toes in anticipatio
