Trik smiled crookedly. “I got all that you know.”
Cassie flung her head back as she closed her eyes and let out an embarrassing groan.
“Okay, new rule,” she said as she jerked her leg away from his hands. “No touching when talking about my feelings.”
Trik’s long hair slid forward as his head tilted and a wicked smile spread across his beautiful lips. “So, I get to touch you other times?”
Cassie rolled her eyes. “Are you insecure? Cause really you shouldn’t be.”
“Definitely not,” Trik chuckled. He brushed his hair back and somehow managed to not look feminine while doing it. “Something in you calls to me. Your spirit draws me close and my fingers itch to touch you. Tell me you do not feel it,” he challenged.
Cassie shook her head. “I can’t.”
“Can’t what? You don’t feel it?” Trik grow
