★Cassandra★
Saturday mornings were usually my favorite, especially ones like this: quiet, slow, and mine. I woke up feeling warm and content, my mind still replaying last night’s date with Nathan. Every moment from the rooftop restaurant to the walk along the waterfront felt like something out of a dream. Not because it was extravagant, but because it was peaceful. Easy. Right. I stretched under the covers and let myself smile. I could still feel the warmth of his hand in mine, still hear the soft way he said my name when we stood by the railing together. And that amazing kiss. I pressed my lips together as the memory washed over me. Work could wait. Responsibilities could wait. Today, I wanted to stay in bed a little longer. I dozed off, but eventually, I managed to drag myself out of be
