Lahat ng Kabanata ng Blinded By The Past: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Crayvin"I'm just surprised that of all people to plan a night out, you and Cassandra did. No drama like last time right?" Drew asks over the phone.He's not wrong. The last time we all tried to hang out, the evening ended badly. I have more hope this time around. For the first time today, I actually had a good day at work with her. She wasn't a nuisance like she normally is. In fact, she made me laugh, but I'm still wondering what the hell a douche canoe is.She was in a good mood all day, minus the part when we got asked to do a police escort for a funeral tomorrow. They aren't all that bad. Funerals are always sad, no matter what, but after you've done a couple of escorts, you learn to ignore the knot in your stomach at the sight of all the crying family members. The worst one for me was when Miles had asked me to go along with Bobby for the funeral escort for Officer Porsse, Cassandra's father."I think it will be fine this time. I'll

Crayvin"I swear it's not poisonous," I whisper in Cassandra's ear.I sit in the middle of Patricia and Cassandra at the wet bar. Drew has been stuffing his face, as usual, and Patricia has just finished her slice of cheesecake. As for Cassandra, I've watched her move the same bite of cheesecake that is on her fork, around her plate several times, and has yet to pick it up and eat it.She looks up, her doe eyes almost sad looking. "Oh, I know. I'm just sort of full from the steak.""I swear you eat like a bird. Well, at least take a slice home then. Maybe one for Tarra, too. You guys can eat it tonight," I suggest.She looks down at her plate and shrugs, "I guess I can bring some home. It's not good to eat so late though."I bring my hand up and rub my chin and tease, "Hmm, if we're not meant to have midnight snacks, then why is there a light in the fridge I wonder?" She looks up at me again and gives me a knowing look. "I was j

CrayvinWhen Drew first suggested we go swimming at his apartment complex pool, I hesitated, remembering that Cassandra specifically said her and Tarra wanted sister time and were swimming. Granted, they didn't advise us where they were going to be swimming, but at their apartment's pool made sense. Since Drew can't seem to have any guy time lately and has to be up Cassandra's ass twenty-four/seven, I finally give in.Once we walk through the gate that surrounds the pool, it doesn't surprise me to find Tarra and Cassandra. What does surprise me is that it is currently one hundred and ten degrees out, no one is swimming, and Cassandra is wearing clothes. Both Tarra and Cassandra are both laying out on the lounge chairs tanning. Tarra's ass is in full display with the thong she's wearing. It doesn't even look like a bikini, but I'd be denying my nature to not look. Drew does the same but diverts his gaze to Cassandra's quickly after."Well, well

Cassandra "Alright, Porsse, are you ready for me to let Smith in?" Chief asks me as he hovers by the door.No, I'm most certainly not ready for Crayvin to put his hands on me. Not in any capacity.I placed the three bags of 'drugs' in easy spots to avoid any further investigation of Crayvin's hands on my body. His hands won't need to roam around with one being in my boot or one tucked in my bun on the top of my head. The last one I placed in my sock, which I roll down around my ankle to hold it in place. I remind myself to pat my own back for that later."Yes, Chief. I'm ready."I fiddle with the handcuffs that are secured around my wrists behind my back as Miles nods and opens the door and Crayvin strides in. He reeks of self-confidence as he gives me an amusing smile."Okay, Officer Smith," Chief begins, crossing his arms over one another. "You've just arrested a female for theft. She is a known drug user and a meth de

Cassandra "Didn't you say that it was a smaller, older dog?" Tarra asks with a pointed look."Yeah, so?"With a wry grin, Tarra comes to a complete stop with the grocery cart and looks down, raising her brow. "This is a bit much, don't you think? And, if it's a smaller dog, do you really think it will be able to lift that with his tiny mouth?"I look down at the enormous dog bone in my hands and picture the dog trying to eat it. Sighing, knowing that she is right, I put it back and then look back to the cart. A heap of dog stuff forms a small mountain.Food, dog bowls, a bed, treats, toys, a collar, and a leash; yup, I may have gone a little overboard."Let's go, I just want you to see him. He is so adorable," I gush.We walk to the front of the grocery store, avoiding cashier nine, where Faith is currently scanning items and ringing up the total for her current customer. Once we scan everything and walk out, after