WANT (completed)

ch. 9 | Tall and Slim

CASSANDRA'S POV

"I don't know about this, Cam. It's not...me," I sigh, running my hands down the lacy material of the thin black body suit that covered my torso. Camara had brought it for me from her own closet, and practically forced me to pair it with some tight black jeans, and black jimmy choo pumps.

"But you look so hot. Asa won't be able to keep his hands off of you," she teased as she leaned back on my bed, flipping through a magazine as she looked to examine me once more. She was wearing something very similar, a red bodysuit with light wash ripped jeans and some black booties.

I glare at her, turning around and grabbing the magazine and tossing it to the side. Camara hadn't been able to stop teasing me about Asa all week, and she's the once who was urging me to be here tonight. We were in my old bedroom, at the family estate right outside of the city. My father was out of town, and Zac had decided to throw a party, as if he was some kind of teenager and not twenty eight years old. Camara couldn't justify being here without me, especially after I had found out about her and Zac.

"Cam, I'm not fucking here to seduce Asa, I told you that a thousand times," I hiss, rolling my eyes at her before I look back into the mirror, grabbing my lip gloss and applying a thin coat into my lips. Who am I kidding? I was only here because I knew he would be here too, after becoming so close to Zac these past few weeks. My mind kept thinking about what happened last weekend, and part of me wished that I hadn't ran out the morning after.

Camara giggles, hopping off of the bed and making her way behind me, patting her hair down. She had it down straight tonight, while I had my hair in loose curls, as usual.

"Oh please, the sooner you admit that you are still thinking about him, the better. For fucks sake, you slept with him, Cassandra. Do you know how many guys have tried and you turned down?," she smirks, slapping my ass playfully as I twist the lipgloss tube close. I shake my head at her, putting everything on my dresser apart from my phone, which I stick into the back pocket of the black jeans.

"Whatever, just keep your mouth shut," I scold, narrowing my eyes at her as she gives me a mischievous look. I roll my eyes at her again, pushing her shoulder and walking past her, out the door and walking down the hallway to make my way downstairs. Our family home was huge, and the estate was even greater in comparison. Although neither Zac nor I lived at home ever since my mother passed away when I was eighteen, we were here often enough since my father still resides in the home.

There were a lot of people already, most of them being Zac's friends, although I did recognize a bunch of faces. As I walked down with Camara right behind me, Zac caught sight of us, walking over to us as I reached the end of the staircase. He was dressed in black jeans and a white shirt, and some white sneakers to match, but his green eyes pierced into my own.

"What do you think you're doing?" he hissed, his eyes narrowing as he walked beside me, my pace quickening although he could easily keep up with one stride to match every two of mine.

"What? I'm not allowed in my own home anymore?," I countered him, rolling my eyes as I made my way to the kitchen. If I was gonna be here, I needed a drink. Not only did I hate crowds, but with Zac's protective demeanor and having to see Asa tonight added on that, there was no way that I would survive sober.

"Cassandra, you know what I'm fucking talking about. What the hell are you wearing?," Zac snaps, grabbing my arm gently and pulling me around to face him. I glared at him, looking up at his face as he towered over me. Even with my heels, I was tiny in comparison to him.

We were complete opposites, since we were little. He was very strong, tall, and masculine. Whereas I was very petite, small, and short. Not to mention my how much darker my hair was than his. Plus, he got my mom's beautiful green eyes, whereas I had my father's chocolate brown ones. If you looked at us, you wouldn't have guessed we were siblings, even though we most definitely are.