Prologue

"Really Chris? You're gonna try that at a time like this?"

"What? I'm not doing anything."

"Then move your hand asshole."

"Fine fine. I am"

He moved his hand and instead of taking it off of me, he put it around my shoulders. I shrugged his arm off and pushed him away.

"I said off genius."

"Technically you didn't, little Cassandra. You said to move my hand, not take it off." he smirked at me.

"Didn't I tell you to stop calling me that? You really don't want kids in the future, do you?"

He protected his manhood and looked at me with hurt in his eyes.

"Why are you so violent to me? What did I ever do to you Cassandra?"

"That's one thing. You call me by my full name. I hate that." I said, rolling my eyes.

"I only like to do that because your name is pretty to me." he said under his breath.

I just looked at him in shock, a blush prominent in my cheeks. I quickly turned away before he could see my face and cleared my throat.

"I still don't want you to call me that."

"Too bad. You don't always get what you want," he said with a smirk. I almost thought he wasn't as conceited as I had previously assumed. I thought wrong.

This was gonna be one helluva year.