A Graduation Gift

Rufus slammed the car brakes all of a sudden, pulling the car to an halt.

He turned around to check on Cassandra who was sitting in the back seat. Her face was extremely red and her eyes were closed with her eyelashes moving slightly as she frowned. She seemed to be suffering from pain. She was murmuring his name and some inaudible words which Rufus couldn't tell.

Rufus held his breath and leaned closer towards the backseat, trying to discern what she was saying.

Thankfully, he recognized some of the words she was saying. She said 'homeless' and 'desperate.'

All of a sudden, Rufus remembered their conversation that time. He had also pulled over by the road, and told her that he would be standing by her side at any time.

He promised to love, protect and cherish her. He said that he would always be with her and give her a home.

Rufus was silent for a moment. Then he thought, 'Cassandra, why are you talking about this? Are you reminding me to fulfill my promises?' Rufus asked himself as he looked at Cassandra's innocent face.

Facing the steering wheel now, he smiled happily, then sped up and drove to his place directly.

As soon as they arrived, he carried Cassandra up to the bathroom. He filled the bathtub with warm water as it would help a drunk person sober, then gently placed the woman inside the warm tub.

He wanted to take her clothes off; but unexpectedly, the lady who had been quiet and dazed suddenly began to struggle heavily.

She was pushing and shoving whoever or whatever within her reach. Both her hands and her legs were desperately swinging and plunging in the air, causing the water in the tub to be spilled everywhere on the bathroom floor.

"Go away! Don't touch me! Go away!"

With her eyes still closed, Cassandra's eyebrows were frowning. She exerted her utmost strength and struggled to fight despite being half conscious.

"Be a good girl, Cassandra. Calm down! It's me, Rufus!"

Rufus was holding her in his arms all this time so she wouldn't hurt herself. Taking off her clothes was a struggle for Rufus, especially when he was doing it with only one hand.

"No, Rufus! We can't do it!"

Cassandra opened her eyes, it was obvious however that her head was still blank. She couldn't even recognize the man in front of her.

Rufus reckoned that she hadn't recovered from being drunk yet. Probably she even forgot that she had already been divorced, that was why she kept saying no to him.

With the warm water wrapped on her body, she started to recover and regain consciousness gradually.

her eyes, focusing on the man right in front of her. She couldn't help but be amazed at the handsome features of his face.

her protector, and the one who came to her every time when she needed help. This face belonged to the man

his face gently. She thought all the while that she was

however, it felt so real. She could feel the warmth from his skin and the scent of his perfume

done touching

asked, trying to suppress his desire aroused by her touch. His voice was so

"Hmm?"

before she could figure it out, she felt gentle hands lifting her head. Rufus began kissing

of Rufus's kiss. She wasn't kissing him back for she

wanted to clear things out with Rufus. She tried hard to push him away, but she failed. Rufus held

come to me. Now it's my turn. Let me show you

red. She started to feel the warmth rising

"Rufus..."

out his love for her, the long-concealed

and he was no

mirth and passion without any bars hold. Rufus wished the night would be longer and Cassandra felt way happier in the arms of the man

birds chirruped clearly, teasing Cassandra's ears. Rufus's smell lingered under her nose and she

her

totally strange room with a masculine

leaned an elbow on the pillow and watched her waking up. A charming smile appeared

morning, my Sleeping Beauty," he muttered under his

her breath upon setting her

back her mind.

she was last night, and she also remembered that Rufus was angry yet laughed at her because of her childish behavior. Turning her head towards Rufus, she warned him saying, "Rufus,

chest and looked at him condescendingly as if she

She had been resistant to him in the past but this time, she became so bold, which totally surprised

out and stroked her face with a coltish smile on his face.

so soon after we

to avoid his eyes. She couldn't bear to think of what she did last night at the sight of

Lord! Alcohol is the root of evil!' she cursed

and had sex because of alcohol. Now it happened again. She was drunk and they made love again!

she would

and knew that she was being shy. He took something from the bedside table and put it on her