The morning slashed through the curtain like it had a grudge.
Cassian Lee groaned, rolling over his king-sized bed, one arm flung over an expensive silk pillow, the other dangling off the edge of his bed. His head throbbed. His phone was exploding with messages somewhere on the floor. He tried to remember the night but all he got were flashes music that shook the walls, whiskey spilling over his glass, someone saying his name and then
The dance floor.
His shirt was unbuttoned.
A girl in a tight silver dress, her breasts practically bursting from her dress, her lips on his neck- or was that someone else? The way the crowd parted for him when he walked.
Cassian smirked to himself. Yeah… that tracks….. an 8 hour night.
Downstairs, the smell of coffee and the faint sound of Lexie humming pulled him from bed. He slid on the nearest shirt someone’s, maybe his, maybe someone else’s and walked barefoot down the marble steps of his house.
Lexie stood in the middle of the kitchen wearing one of his shirts and nothing else, hair twisted into a messy bun, her glasses perched crookedly on her nose.She looked way too composed for someone who’d been drinking until 3 a.m
“Morning, superstar,” she said pouring another cup.
“Want me to remind you how much of a disaster you were last night, or do you want to keep pretending you don’t remember until you see the videos all over the web.”
Cassian rubbed his temple. “Surprise me, princess”
Lexie leaned against the counter,hazel eyes glinting. “You were on the dance floor, cocky as ever, grinding with that hottie in the silver dress, super curvy. And then you” she mimicked tearing off a jacket “ decided the room needed to see your physique. The whole club when wild”
Cassian’s smirk widened. “Thanks for the highlight reel”
“I’m serious, SonG,” She said trying not to laugh. “What is your dad going to say when he sees the photos and videos?”
He stretched lazily, wincing at the pounding of his head. “He should be proud. The physics are perfect.”
Lexie blinked. “Don’t you mean—?”
“My physique,” he corrected, flashing that grin— the one that melted half the school, teachers included.
“Can you blame me? If you got it, show it.”
He walked towards her and took the cup from her hands, sipped it, then handed it back with a wink before turning towards the stairs.
“School starts in an hour,” She called after him.
“I know Hexie” He said with out looking back.” Just enough time to remind everyone why they talk about me.”
“Or swoon over the posts from last night.” Lexie muttered, before taking another sip of her coffee.