A Graduation Gift

Chapter 158 The Fireworks

Cassandra's eyes were wide open, astonishment covering her face.

Fireworks lit up the sky in a dazzling array of pattern after pattern.

Some were green, the sparks raining down like a meteor shower.

Some were purple, glowing like smiling faces.

Some were gold, blossoming out like wild flowers.

And then there were the red, holding their shapes in burning hearts as the entire sky was painted bright with the color of romance.

As each explosion lit up the sky and scattered like falling flower pedals, the dark night shone as bright as day. Cassandra was enchanted.

She couldn't keep her eyes from the sky. Her astonishment slowly turned into jubilation and she couldn't wipe the smile off her face.

The burst of each firework reflected in her eyes and Rufus gazed as each color lit up her shining eyes.

"Like it?"

His voice was so soft and warm that even with two simple words, Cassandra could feel her knees buckle.

"A lot! It's so beautiful. Thank you."

She felt her voice choke, her eyes starting to well up a little bit as the gratitude spilled out of her.

Rufus smiled, instinctively leaning over and leaving a soft kiss on her forehead.

"I'm glad you like it."

He'd shipped the entire set of fireworks equipment along with all the fireworks from overseas but had thought little of the cost. All he could think of was making sure Cassandra liked it.

For Cassandra, the fireworks painted the most picturesque scene into the night sky. But for Rufus, the real beauty was in her eyes.

In her pure eyes, the fireworks bloomed. These were the clearest eyes he'd ever seen in his entire life.

As the fireworks faded into the night sky and the sounds of the explosions slowly drifted away, a sense of peace fell over their night.

Rufus removed his hands from covering Cassandra's ears, making their way down to cup her cheeks. He gently lifted her face, his eyes never wavering from hers, full to the brim with love.

"So, how are you going to thank me, huh?" he asked, a mischievous smile creeping onto his face.

as a feather;

behave calmly in front of him, especially when he spoke with such an irresistible tone and looked at her with such passion in his eyes.

to thank you?" she

seconds, she'd been transformed into this shy, stammering girl. The last few words came out

like that, his lips were pressed fiercely

relishing the taste of this woman. A feeling

eyes stayed wide open in disbelief, and she could see nothing but the thick eyelashes

that her mind was elsewhere from the kiss so he naughtily bit her lip.

so if your mind continues to wander, I'll have to have a taste of you instead,"

instantly closed her eyes.

eaten nothing when she was waiting for Rufus. Her stomach had been crying for food. Before he could finish 'tasting' her,

was begging, afraid he might push it too far. So she stayed how she was, wrapped up in the kiss until her entire body became so soft

in silence. After what felt like a century, Rufus pulled away unwillingly from her seducing lips. It

one stopped, another went off as families set off their crackers

Cassandra. If these families were starting to set off their firecrackers, it must have

I got to spend my

Cassandra was taken aback by his

right on the fifteenth day of the first

upset that his birthday had slipped right under her nose.

gotten him any present and worse, it was he that had gifted her the wonderful display

your birthday? Let me treat

up at him, the look of frustration and wonder mixing

for that. You are my gift," he

he meant it. Cassandra was indeed the best gift he had ever received and nothing else could compare with how important

you something," she insisted.

turning obstinate, embarrassed at her own carelessness for

her birthday, Rufus had organized a wonderful surprise for her and yet now on his birthday, it was her again that had received the surprise. He had been so thoughtful and meticulous both times and here she was, not even knowing it was his birthday. She blamed

love and pity filled him. 'She is as

care much about celebrating his birthday. Even his father, Horace barely paid attention to the day so he could barely expect

a

off her face, hoping to distract her from

her eyes immediately

else. Come and

grabbed his hand, pulling him down the stairs to the dining room. This newfound

out the tableware.

of tea and

he picked up his fork to cut up a small piece of the chicken and put it in his mouth, savoring it

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