Chapter 1

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***Cass's POV***

The cool breeze kisses my skin, leaving goose bumps in its wake. My heart pounds as I nervously walk through the park. It's dangerous at night and I stayed at the office way too late. The park is the quickest, yet darkest way home.

The harvest moon shines brightly, casting shadows of the trees all around me. The wind whips my strawberry curls around my face. If only I had a car.

Head down, I rush through, feeling as if eyes are on me. I always get that feeling but no one is ever there.

I must be going crazy. I think to myself.
For months I've had this feeling.

I cross the street and duck into an ally. I pause to pull out a cigarette, checking my pockets for my lighter.

A hand shoots out in front of me and flicks a Zippo, lighting my smoke.
"Thanks for the-" I lift my eyes and stop dead in my tracks.

He towers over my by half a foot. His piercing green eyes resting on my lips.

"Not a problem for a lady like yourself." His deep voice growls.

I tear my eyes away from his, taking a drag. I know he's still staring.

"The name's Drake. I haven't seen you around before." He says. I look beside me, my gaze going from his striking dark shoulder length hair, his beautiful green eyes, down to his muscular arms. My gaze draws lower to his hips. I can see his package poking through his jeans.

A chuckle draws me back to his eyes. Blushing, I turn away.
"I'm Cass. And you haven't seen me because I just moved here."

He puts a finger under my chin, making me look up at him.
"And how old are you, Ms. Cass?" Drake growls, making my insides tighten.

I don't know what it is about him but I suddenly feel my nipples hardening and my thighs getting wet.

What the fuck are you doing, girl?! Get your ass in gear and go home! The little voice in my head screams at me. If I don't leave soon, I'll be locked out for the night.

I can't help it. I want him. I crave it. "26. Don't worry. I'm legal. But I do have to go or I won't be able to get in the house." I wink, spin, and walk away.

I know he'll follow.

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