A Graduation Gift

Chapter 454 The Best Gift (Part One)

Cassandra sighed. Rufus was being too persistent, and she knew there was nothing she could do but give in. He wouldn't change his mind once he had set it on something. "Do you really want to know? Are you sure about that?"

Cassandra asked, her eyebrows knitted in challenge as she looked up at Rufus who was pinning her down on the couch.

"Of course. I won't let you go until you tell me," he insisted, mirroring her earlier by raising his eyebrows himself.

Seeing the stubborn expression on his face, Cassandra took a deep breath, thinking where to begin.

"Get off me first. I can't talk properly like this. I won't escape, I promise. Then I'll tell you everything."

It was hard for her to breath with Rufus lying on top of her, his solid body framing hers. If she was going to be telling him everything, she had to get him off first. He was already distracting enough from a safe distance. They were so close that she could almost feel the flutter of his eyelids.

Rufus, damn him, of course knew it. The blush coloring her cheeks as she turned sideward to avoid his eyes told him more than enough. Deciding to tease her, he moved a bit, holding up the upper side of his body with both arms and raising his chin a little.

"Here you go. This is more than enough space. Tell me now."

He lifted a hand to her chin and forced her to look at him. "I'm waiting, Cassandra." He grinned wickedly at her as his eyes twinkled with mischief. With his arms around her, Cassandra was effectively trapped.

She knew that he would not let her go until her answer satisfied him. This bastard!

"Fine! It was a little boy, my first love …"

But before she could proceed, she was interrupted by Rufus.

"It definitely wasn't a girl," he said, fighting back a chuckle and trying to keep a serious expression. "Please get to the point. What was his name?"

narrowed his eyes at her, as if

honest, I didn't know his

embarrassment and Rufus

you held a torch for him and never

to the point of not being able to ask the name

"Maybe..."

not believe it, but he

he look

That boy must have been very handsome,

seen in my life. I know that 'beautiful' isn't normally used to describe what a boy looks

she talked, as if she had

good-looking, gentle and tall! I hardly

myriad of feelings weighed in his chest as he watched her. It was almost painful. He fixed his eyes on her face, not even daring to blink for the fear that he would miss any one of

be this jealous over a boy who only

unable

embarrassed after hearing himself say it, but

waist when she just

slapped his hand. "Stop pinching me! You were the one who

from her, but

leaned close to her ears. "Or else …" he whispered, trailing one of his hands dangerously down her waist,

had the

hurried to raise her arms in surrender.

won't stop until you know everything. So please don't interrupt me again!" she

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