Page 85 of Promised To A Menace

After a few more minutes, I sat up and turned toward him.

“Cassian?”

“Yeah, ma?”

“Thank you for tonight.”

He looked over at me. “You ain't gotta keep thanking me.”

“I know, but I wanted to.”

He smiled a little. “You welcome, baby.”

I should've corrected him for calling me that again, but this time I didn't. Instead, I found myself looking at him a little longer than I meant to.

“What?” he asked.

I shook my head. “Nothing.”

He didn't say anything else, just watched me as I moved a little closer.

I wasn't sure what made me do it, but I leaned in and pressed my lips against his.

Cassian kissed me back, his hand settling against my waist as I moved closer to him. When I pulled away, he looked at me for a moment.

“You sure about this, Kaylen?”

I knew what he was asking, and I appreciated that he wasn't trying to make the decision for me.

“Yeah,” I answered.

He brushed his thumb against my waist. “You ain't gotta do nothing you don't wanna do. You know that, right?”

“I know, Cassian.”

He nodded, giving me a moment to decide whether I wanted to move away. But I didn't instead, I leaned in and kissed him again.

Cassian picked me up and sat me on his lap without breaking our kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck, getting comfortable as he held me against him. I didn't know what the hell had gotten into me tonight, but I wasn't about to sit here and act like I didn't want to kiss him.

After a while, he pulled back and looked at me.

“You good, ma?”

“Yeah, I'm good.”

“You sure?”

“Cassian, I said I'm good.” I laughed. “Why you keep asking me that?”

“Because I'm making sure. That's a problem?”

“No, it's not a problem.”

“Aight, then.”

He smiled before kissing me again. I couldn't even remember what movie we'd been watching, and at this point, I didn't care. I was too busy enjoying myself.

When we finally pulled apart, he stood up and took his shirt off. I looked him over, taking in his tattoos, his chest, and those damn arms. I'd already known Cassian had a nice body, but seeing him standing in front of me without his shirt was something else.