Chapter 8 - "She was a labyrinth with all her secrets."

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[Hello Dear Readers!!! I hope you like this chapter. Pic to the side is of the eye candy that is Ian Somerhalder who plays Dean.]

[Cass’s P.O.V]

“So how was it?” Luke asked me as we left the Chemistry class.

“Not bad. Considering we didn’t get a lot of studying done.” I said glaring playfully at him.

“And why is that?” A voice asked behind me. I was startled but I tried to not show it as I turned to see Dean cocking one of his eyebrows and looking at us suspiciously.

“Because we were on a date!” Luke put his arm around my shoulders and I saw a change in Dean’s expression but again I couldn’t get a read on it.

I pushed Luke off, “Damn it Hill. It wasn’t a frigging date and what did I tell you about touching me?”

“I can’t remember?” He tried to look innocent so I back-handed him in the stomach.

“Moron.” I muttered as he sucked in a deep breath.

“Alright! You said not to, unless you ask or initiate it.”

“Good.” I smirked at him.

“So how was the test?” Dean asked me.

“This asshat wasn’t any help yesterday but I’ll do better than him at any rate.”

“Hey, I’m still here!” Luke interjected.

“Ask me if I give a shit.”

Dean grinned at that and asked me, “So what happened yesterday?”

 I narrated what had happened the previous day, as we left Luke behind and headed for Biology. What happened was we decided to meet at the pizzeria he worked at after his shift ended. Using his employee discount, we got some pizza which was when he stupidly said ‘You can’t finish that.’ pointing at the pie on my plate. And that was when we decided to have an eating contest which I won.

“So now he owes me twenty five bucks.” I finished sounding proud of myself as we were going up the stairwell. Luke told me later that this was one of the less popular ways to get to the next floor and that was why it was rare to find someone else there.

“Nice going.” He held out his palm and I Hi5’d him. He caught my hand and intertwined our fingers.

I sighed, “Bolton what are you doing?”

Don’t question it! Grab his collar, pull him in and kiss him senseless!

Shut up! I swear my consciousness was starting to get more perverted.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about Winters.” He smirked at me as he pulled me up the last few stairs and pushed me so that my back hit the wall next to the door without hurting me.

 I was startled and as a result I accidently dropped my bag which I had been holding over one shoulder.

“This, whatever it is that you’re doing is what I’m talking about.”

He dropped his bag too, ignoring my words and put both his arms on either side of my face and leaned in just like he had before. 

I almost squealed in surprise when he dropped a soft kiss right under my ear. And I’m not the squealing type. 

"I'm trying to win here Cassandra." He whispered before leaving hot but soft kisses trailing from below my right earlobe to the left part of my neck that lead to my shoulder. It took so much control to not moan.

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