The smile was almost blinding.
Sometimes Cassarae forgot how handsome Sylas was, but that wasn't because his stoicism washed it away. It was rather because she had grown up with him, making it easy to forget.
Ironically, it was something the both of them dealt with. Sylas hadn't seemed to realize just the sort of bombshell Cassarae was until recently, having practically erased his 17th birthday memory from his head.
But looking at his smile now, it was hard for Cassarae to ignore it... even if she preferred when he was being aggressive and pushy.
Sylas didn't have what she might describe as movie star looks. If that was the case, she might cringe instead. She didn't favor men like that very much.
That wasn't to say he lacked in the looks department. Instead, it was to say that he looked more like he should have a spot reserved in an old western town, sitting at a bar and rotating a glass of whisky in his hand slowly.
He had an aura to him that was almost smoky and smoldering, one accented by the sharpness of his green eyes in a way that any other color might not have been able to match.
"It's the fucking five o'clock shadow," Cassarae mumbled absentmindedly.
Sylas was always clean-shaven, but the Summoning had made him fall off the wagon with his normal routines. It was no wonder she had noticed his looks more this time around; he didn't even look like the normal Sylas.
Just this slight change was enough to send her gushing.
"I can't make it too easy for this bastard."
"You know, you're speaking out loud."
"Shut up and let me," Cassarae replied without missing a beat and lacking the slightest bit of shame.
After a while, Cassarae regained her bearings and shook her head. This really was a bit too embarrassing, but her libido and dripping innards aside, how attractive Sylas was to her was quite low on her "take seriously" priority list right now.
There were attractive men all across the world. And she was sure that at least a handful of them had a personality like Sylas' that was likewise to her liking.
The matters of all those years ago weren't so easy for her to forget. And honestly... it really didn't seem like Sylas had changed much at all since then.
He had changed his mind not because he felt bad, and not because he had had a change of heart about his treatment of her, but purely because he decided he wanted her now.
And honestly...
That just wasn't good enough.
She spent ten years looking for a way to fill the hole he left behind, even if she had never admitted it to herself. If she fell into his embrace again, what would she do the next time he decided that he didn't want her anymore?
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