Chapter thirty four
(Cassandra's POV)
What the heck is he doing here?
My heart starts to do a triple backflip in my chest and my lungs feel heavy.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
My heart skips a startled beat and I quietly drop the empty glass on the fridge. I walk out of the kitchen and towards the front door on my tiptoes.
Once in front of the door, I take a deep breath to calm my racing heart before I have a stroke.
Still on my tiptoes, I look through the peephole and as I had guessed, Matthew is standing right there looking as edible as always.
As soon as the thought passes through my mind, I wince and fall back on my heels.
Oh god, why is he here? I place my forehead on the door.
Okay, that's a stupid question but still, this is the worst time for whatever apology he had. This is the horniest I have ever been and I might just jump him the moment I catch a whiff of his mouth watering scent.