Cinderella.Com: A Modern Day Cinderella Story by River Laurent

Author:River Laurent [Laurent, River]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: River Laurent
Published: 2017-04-26T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Three

Cass

Dinner is long finished and our dessert, wild huckleberry swoon fudge pie and white chocolate sauce with two spoons, arrives. The restaurant closes in an hour and I know we’ll be leaving soon, but I don’t want the night to end. The wine, the candles, and the good food have done the trick, and for the first time, Lars and I have been relaxed with each other.

Of course, it is not a perfect night. He tells me about his brother Matt, his sister Sophia, and his parents, but I am constantly forced to pepper all my stories with lies. The other thing that bugs me is when he occasionally uses Tamara’s name to address me. It reminds me that none of this is real. It’s not Lars and Cass, but Lars and Tamara, the spoiled celebrity with enormous boobs and a bad attitude.

“Am I going to start, or are you?” I ask.

“It may be poisoned. You go first.”

“Careful. I might start to think you don’t like me very much,” I retort as I take a spoonful of my pie. Wow! I nearly moan.

“That good?” Lars asks, that odd look back in his eyes.

I swallow the delicious concoction and nod. “I’m practically dying with happiness.”

He grins.

I dig my spoon into my gooey dessert and take it toward his mouth. He opens it and the spoon slips between those sensuous lips. His gaze never leaves mine. I withdraw my spoon. Something strange is happening inside my body. Breathlessly, I watch his eyes darken. My spoon clatters back on my plate.

“Your turn,” he says.

He brings a spoonful of pie and ice cream toward my face. I open my mouth and I think he does it on purpose; the spoon misses my lips slightly so some of the ice cream smears around my lips. Before I can lick it back into my mouth, his fingers are on my face, tracing the ice cream, pushing it into my mouth, lingering on my lips.

This time I can’t help it. A moan escapes. Slowly, he takes his fingers to his mouth and sucks them. I stare open-mouthed. It must have only been seconds, but it seems like time has stopped and we are just staring at each other hungrily. Then the waitress comes to ask if everything is fine and I snap out of my trance. He says something, but I am so flustered I don’t even make it out. The waitress goes away.

“Have you been up the mountain?” I ask. It’s totally unrelated to anything, but it is the first thing that pops into my confused, over-heated head.

“When we were kids,” Lars says, leaning back in his chair. “we used to spend our holidays up there in Dad’s cabin. We were practically the only people within miles of that place. Us kids were all hardcore with our walkie-talkies that had a twenty-mile reception radius. The only rules we had were to stay out of the way of bears and mountain lions. So, we ran wild.”

I laugh and shake my head.

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