Chapter 68: CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN

Jericho POV

I found myself outside her house.

Cassie’s.

I wanted so badly just to bust down the door and take her in my arms.

But I knew that wouldn’t be welcomed right now.

I just needed to know she was ok though.

She had looked so distraught when she had left the house.

I just couldn’t seem to get that image out of my mind.

No matter how much I drank.

I just couldn’t.

To see her hurt the way I did, to know that I was the reason for that hurt well…

I didn’t like it; I didn’t like it one bit.

I just sit in the cab looking up to her window.

Just to see if there was any indication of movement inside.

As I look up, I noticed a light was on.

She was definitely in there alright.

But did I go and knock on the door was the only question I had swimming around.

“Excuse me sir, but did you want me to continue on or were you planning on getting out?”

The cab driver asked.

“I just need a moment.”

I slur.

Maybe going inside in my current condition wasn’t such a good idea.

But then…

Seeing me like this she might have sympathy.

She might actually see how much she means to me and how much it hurt me that she was hurt.

I chuck a 30 at the cabbie and get out.

“Why thank you sir.”

He replies kindly and waits for me to exit before speeding off.

I start to lose my balance.

God, I clearly underestimated how drunk I truly was.

I steady myself and stumble towards the front door.

As I stop in front of the door, I wait a few moments to right myself and try to look as presentable as I possibly could.

After realising that this was s good as it was going to get, I knock on the door.

I wait.

And wait.

Nothing.

‘What if she’s sleeping?’

I think.

I go to turn around and leave when I hear sudden movement on the other side of the door.

I turn back around and see the hall light was now switched on.

Someone was coming towards the door.

I just hoped it was Cassie and not Alexis.

I really couldn’t be bothered to deal with Miss Winters this evening, not in my current situation anyway.

I wait patiently for the person to reveal themselves and to my delight it was Cassandra.

Whew.

What a relief I felt looking at her beautiful face.

She pulled the door curtain slightly to the side to see who was knocking this late.

Smart girl.

When she saw it was me her face was shocked.

I see her eyes widen.

She was not expecting to see me here especially not after the nights, antics.

Or should I say Alex’s shit storm he cooked up.

The fucking asshole.

She opens the door a crack.

The chain still on.

She’s weary, even though she knows it’s me and I wouldn’t hurt her.

Never in a million years.

She’s still cautious.

“Jericho, what are you doing here?”

She asked.

I didn’t know exactly how to answer that.

I didn’t want to lie.

‘Oh, I was just in the neighbourhood.”

So pathetic.

I just had to tell her the truth.

I think there have been enough lies going around for a lifetime.

“I’m just going to come out and say this, Cassandra.”

“If you want me to leave after I will go.”

I pause for a moment.

Just to let her mind make any choices she might have.

She looks at me and nods.

Giving me permission to say what I need to say.

“I love you, Cassie.”

Wow, starting strong are we.

“I love you more than I thought possible.”

“And I know that I’ve hurt you on a phenomenal level, but you have to believe me when I say that that was never my intention.”

“Me and Amy happened before you.”

“Way before you and it was a long time ago.”

“I know that is no excuse for me not coming out and telling you straight away, but I just didn’t think it would affect you in the way it did.”

“But that’s on me and I completely apologise for my part and my actions in hurting you.”

I wait for her to make some kind of gesture or movement but there was nothing.

She was just standing there stoic.

So, I carried on.

“What Alex said about me stealing his girl from him again believe me when I say I never knew about his love for Sarah.”

“If I did, I wouldn’t have gone there.”

“But Sarah never told me about her feelings for Alex either, I was completely in the dark with both of them.”

“I could have never foreseen their love for each other, but as soon as I did, I called it quits straight away you have to believe me.”

I start to sway a bit.

The alcohol starting to rear its ugly head.

I notice now that Cassandra has opened the door fully now and is reaching for me.

No doubt to give me a hand in righting myself.

I’m able to maintain my balance with her help of course.

“Have you been drinking?”

She asks me surprised.

I look at her.

All I see is those gorgeous baby blues of hers.

Mesmerised I answer.

“Just a little.”

I say using my fingers as an indication.

She starts to chuckle.

“Come inside and let me make you some coffee.”

She moves to the side and ushers me in.

“Okay.”

I say stumbling past her.

As I do I knock into her, she grabs onto me.

Our faces are mere inches apart.

So close to each other that I can feel her breath on my lips.

It starts sending shivers down to my penis.

Which starts to stand to attention.

God she was so beautiful I wanted to take her right then and there.

I move closer.

Closing the gap even more between us.

She takes a breath.

She knows what’s going to happen and still she doesn’t move a muscle.

She wants this.

Just as much as I do.

Fuck it.

I grab her by the back of her head and press my lips against hers hungrily.

She responds by kissing me back.

I was right she did want this.

I grab onto her tighter.

She responded by jumping into my arms and wrapping her legs around my waist.

I walk her into the house and kick the door closed still attached at the lips no one of us daring to break the kiss.

I walk her back against the wall.

I pull away from her just for a moment.

I wanted to just look at her bask in her beauty.

And by God she was a beauty.

She’s there panting.

As was I.

The kiss was intense.

Just as I thought it would be.

Even better than the kiss we shared in my office.

It was magical.

But short lived.

Cassie gathers herself and jumps down off of me.

Her demeanour had changed.

She’s now looking at me scared.

Did I do something wrong?

Was I mistaken into thinking she didn’t want this?

She wanders off down the hall.

Towards the kitchen I imagine.

I follow quickly behind her.