Cassandra’s POV
“For starters,” he said, grinning around the bite of the apple, “don’t bother trying to run. Forests aren’t great for disappearing acts. And second…” He leaned in, his voice dropping into that dangerously smooth tone that always made my pulse trip over itself. “Maybe stop looking so damn tempting. It’s practically an open invitation.”
I froze, his words landing like a sucker punch. “Excuse me?” I managed, my voice barely above a whisper.
“Relax, I’m just messing with you.” He winked, leaning back in his chair as if he hadn’t just thrown my equilibrium out the window. “Mostly.”
I opened my mouth to retort, but the words got stuck somewhere in my throat. Draven just laughed, low and easy, the sound filling the space between us. “See? This is why I like talking to you, Cas
