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.

were soft as

such an irresistible tone and looked at her with such passion in his eyes. She felt as though she might fall down at any time, melting into a pool of

How do you want me to thank you?" she stammered with a bashful

stammering girl. The last few words came out as soft as a murmur, barely audible if he had not been so

wicked smile crept across his face and just like that, his lips were pressed fiercely against hers.

taste of this woman. A feeling

hand, was caught off-guard by the impromptu kiss. Her eyes stayed wide open

could feel that her mind was elsewhere from the

have anything to eat so if your mind continues to wander, I'll have to have a taste of you instead," he threatened playfully.

instantly closed her

Her stomach had been crying for food. Before he could finish 'tasting' her, she would probably faint due to

feel a little embarrassed by his brash suggestion and she didn't dare to move as far as her body was begging, afraid he might push it too far. So she stayed how she was, wrapped up in the kiss until

felt like a century, Rufus pulled away unwillingly from her seducing lips. It was only then that he opened his eyes

just outside the window. Just as one stopped, another went off as families set off

must have passed midnight. And tonight, it

spend my

was taken aback by his

right on the fifteenth day of the first month? Why didn't you

birthday had slipped right under her

and worse, it was he that had gifted her the wonderful display of fireworks. Surely, this

for your birthday? Let

and wonder mixing across her face. He felt

that. You are my gift," he

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

to get you something,"

was turning obstinate, embarrassed at her own carelessness for overlooking

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

'She is as

birthday. Even his father, Horace barely paid attention

a birthday present. What about our dinner

he pushed the stray strands of her hair off her face, hoping to distract her from her frustration by changing

her eyes immediately

someone else. Come and try it," she

the stairs to the dining room. This newfound excitement casting

front of him and setting out the tableware. Then she ran into

fragrance of tea

smile. As she sat the chicken in front of him, he picked up his fork to cut up a small piece

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