you when it’s ready. Deal?”
The nice part was that Cassia was smiling her radiant,
lovely, no strings attached, brighter than the sun smile. That
same smile that she’d given so readily and generously to
Jason. The smile that made Adalynn burn inside with desire,
jealousy, and a sheer, unflagging joy that she hadn’t known in,
well, maybe ever. It was insane. She felt that she had no right
to feel those things over just a smile. Cassia was smiling that
lovely smile at her, and it lit her up from the inside out like she
was made of buzzing electrical currents on the inside.
“Deal,” Adalynn choked out.
Cassia cheerfully turned to the house. She had paint chips
all over her sweater, paint chips in her hair, and her hands were
going to need attention. Adalynn should have offered her
gloves. That was an oversight and she felt insensitive. She
watched Cassia’s confident gait, no longer stiff with pain from
her accident. Her hips swayed gently, and Adalynn had to turn
her eyes back to the camera in her hand when heat crept up her
neck and up her thighs so that she was instantly wet there.
She had better remember that her thinly leashed attraction to
Cassia, an attraction which was only growing stronger, wasn’t
part of their deal.
Chapter 13
Cassia
The fridge was sparse, with most of the things in it being
condiments and juice, but Cassia was able to throw together a
simple dinner of spaghetti and meat sauce, even if the sauce
came from a jar. It couldn’t be helped. She didn’t have the
ingredients she needed to make good spaghetti. Not that it
wasn’t good. It was. She found that working outside all day