kind. Her lips formed a sincere smile. The woman almost glowed, and with beauty like that, Brynn knew she had to be Cassidy’s mom.
“I’m here to see Cassidy,” Brynn said breathlessly.
“Oh, sweetie, she’s still in—”
“I’m awake,” Brynn heard Cassidy saying from somewhere far away, maybe even from the top of the stairs.
Cassidy’s mom stepped out of the doorway and nodded for Brynn to come in. Brynn stepped in the foyer and saw the girl she couldn’t stop thinking about, standing at the top of the stairs, still in a white camisole and a pair of silky-looking pink pajama bottoms. Her blonde hair was a bit tousled, and her eyes still had that hooded, sleepy look to them, but all Brynn saw was the most beautiful girl she’d ever met.
Brynn started up the stairs, holding the rail so she didn’t fall on her face. “My phone is broken,” she said at about the halfway point. “Laura broke it. It wouldn’t turn on. I’m sorry if I missed any texts. My stupid phone…,” she rambled on.
Cassidy’s mom said something about fresh orange juice and waffles in the kitchen if the girls were hungry, to which Cassidy smiled and offered a “Thanks, Mom” before fixing her cerulean gaze on Brynn as she cleared the top step.
“I was worried that I offended you with my last text about Laura,” she said, voice soft and still filled with sleep.
“No. You didn’t. Laura wanted to know who I was texting, and when I refused to show her, she got mad. Anyway, my phone got bounced off the wall. I need to take it to the Apple store.”
“That chick’s a bi—” Cassidy caught herself, no doubt for Brynn’s sake. “She’s a… witch.”
“She’s just afraid of losing me, I think.” Brynn stepped up to the landing, meeting Cassidy face-to-face, with nothing but a few inches of air between them. Her eyes hooded when she smiled and said a soft, “Hey there.”
“Hey there, Pinky,” Cassidy said before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss to Brynn’s cheek. Her minty-fresh breath brushed over Brynn’s skin when she said, “Wanna come sit in my room while I get ready for the day? I just have to do my hair and get dressed.”
At the feel of Cassidy’s soft lips to her warm cheek, Brynn’s eyelids fluttered, and a smile curled her mouth. It was an innocent peck, a chaste… nothing, really. But God did Brynn wish it was more. When Cassidy pulled away, Brynn wanted to whimper, but she forced herself not to.
“Yeah, I can wait.”
“Coolies, come on.” Cassidy reached out to take Brynn’s hand in hers, lacing their fingers together as she led her down the long hallway and to her bedroom, where she closed the door behind them. “Sit, get comfy. I’m gonna change real quick.”
Unabashedly, she pulled her cami over her head and tossed it into a nearby laundry hamper before walking into her huge closet, completely topless.
Brynn’s eyes nearly popped right out of their sockets. Cassidy didn’t have a bra on, and that gave Brynn a clear shot of two particular parts of anatomy she’d found herself fantasizing about recently. And for the record, they were more beautiful than Brynn ever imagined.
That was the first time she’d seen Cassidy without a shirt on, and honestly, Cassidy’s disappearing into the closet disappointed her. It was becoming incredibly hard for Brynn to deny the attraction she felt toward Cassidy, harder to lie and say she felt nothing. She wasn’t sure how much longer she could hide behind an aloof and distant “she’s just my study partner” in reference to Cassidy.
When Cassidy finally reappeared from behind the closet door, she had on a light blue American Eagle shirt that covered what Brynn had been so eager to see again. But Cassidy looked stunning as always, even in a T-shirt and jeans.
“I like that outfit,” Brynn said softly.
Cassidy’s azure eyes lit up suddenly. She looked like someone had just told her she’d been crowned America’s Next Top Model .
“I’m here to see Cassidy,” Brynn said breathlessly.
“Oh, sweetie, she’s still in—”
“I’m awake,” Brynn heard Cassidy saying from somewhere far away, maybe even from the top of the stairs.
Cassidy’s mom stepped out of the doorway and nodded for Brynn to come in. Brynn stepped in the foyer and saw the girl she couldn’t stop thinking about, standing at the top of the stairs, still in a white camisole and a pair of silky-looking pink pajama bottoms. Her blonde hair was a bit tousled, and her eyes still had that hooded, sleepy look to them, but all Brynn saw was the most beautiful girl she’d ever met.
Brynn started up the stairs, holding the rail so she didn’t fall on her face. “My phone is broken,” she said at about the halfway point. “Laura broke it. It wouldn’t turn on. I’m sorry if I missed any texts. My stupid phone…,” she rambled on.
Cassidy’s mom said something about fresh orange juice and waffles in the kitchen if the girls were hungry, to which Cassidy smiled and offered a “Thanks, Mom” before fixing her cerulean gaze on Brynn as she cleared the top step.
“I was worried that I offended you with my last text about Laura,” she said, voice soft and still filled with sleep.
“No. You didn’t. Laura wanted to know who I was texting, and when I refused to show her, she got mad. Anyway, my phone got bounced off the wall. I need to take it to the Apple store.”
“That chick’s a bi—” Cassidy caught herself, no doubt for Brynn’s sake. “She’s a… witch.”
“She’s just afraid of losing me, I think.” Brynn stepped up to the landing, meeting Cassidy face-to-face, with nothing but a few inches of air between them. Her eyes hooded when she smiled and said a soft, “Hey there.”
“Hey there, Pinky,” Cassidy said before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss to Brynn’s cheek. Her minty-fresh breath brushed over Brynn’s skin when she said, “Wanna come sit in my room while I get ready for the day? I just have to do my hair and get dressed.”
At the feel of Cassidy’s soft lips to her warm cheek, Brynn’s eyelids fluttered, and a smile curled her mouth. It was an innocent peck, a chaste… nothing, really. But God did Brynn wish it was more. When Cassidy pulled away, Brynn wanted to whimper, but she forced herself not to.
“Yeah, I can wait.”
“Coolies, come on.” Cassidy reached out to take Brynn’s hand in hers, lacing their fingers together as she led her down the long hallway and to her bedroom, where she closed the door behind them. “Sit, get comfy. I’m gonna change real quick.”
Unabashedly, she pulled her cami over her head and tossed it into a nearby laundry hamper before walking into her huge closet, completely topless.
Brynn’s eyes nearly popped right out of their sockets. Cassidy didn’t have a bra on, and that gave Brynn a clear shot of two particular parts of anatomy she’d found herself fantasizing about recently. And for the record, they were more beautiful than Brynn ever imagined.
That was the first time she’d seen Cassidy without a shirt on, and honestly, Cassidy’s disappearing into the closet disappointed her. It was becoming incredibly hard for Brynn to deny the attraction she felt toward Cassidy, harder to lie and say she felt nothing. She wasn’t sure how much longer she could hide behind an aloof and distant “she’s just my study partner” in reference to Cassidy.
When Cassidy finally reappeared from behind the closet door, she had on a light blue American Eagle shirt that covered what Brynn had been so eager to see again. But Cassidy looked stunning as always, even in a T-shirt and jeans.
“I like that outfit,” Brynn said softly.
Cassidy’s azure eyes lit up suddenly. She looked like someone had just told her she’d been crowned America’s Next Top Model .
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