A Graduation Gift novel Chapter 454

Cassandra sighed. Rufus was being too persistent, and she knew there was nothing she could do but give in. He wouldn't change his mind once he had set it on something. "Do you really want to know? Are you sure about that?"

Cassandra asked, her eyebrows knitted in challenge as she looked up at Rufus who was pinning her down on the couch.

"Of course. I won't let you go until you tell me," he insisted, mirroring her earlier by raising his eyebrows himself.

Seeing the stubborn expression on his face, Cassandra took a deep breath, thinking where to begin.

"Get off me first. I can't talk properly like this. I won't escape, I promise. Then I'll tell you everything."

It was hard for her to breath with Rufus lying on top of her, his solid body framing hers. If she was going to be telling him everything, she had to get him off first. He was already distracting enough from a safe distance. They were so close that she could almost feel the flutter of his eyelids.

Rufus, damn him, of course knew it. The blush coloring her cheeks as she turned sideward to avoid his eyes told him more than enough. Deciding to tease her, he moved a bit, holding up the upper side of his body with both arms and raising his chin a little.

"Here you go. This is more than enough space. Tell me now."

He lifted a hand to her chin and forced her to look at him. "I'm waiting, Cassandra." He grinned wickedly at her as his eyes twinkled with mischief. With his arms around her, Cassandra was effectively trapped.

She knew that he would not let her go until her answer satisfied him. This bastard!

"Fine! It was a little boy, my first love …"

But before she could proceed, she was interrupted by Rufus.

"It definitely wasn't a girl," he said, fighting back a chuckle and trying to keep a serious expression. "Please get to the point. What was his name?"

Rufus narrowed his eyes at her, as if a beast focusing on its prey.

"To be honest, I didn't know his name..."

Cassandra lowered her voice in her embarrassment and Rufus was drawn back in genuine surprise.

"So you held a torch for him and never let him know?" Rufus found himself asking.

He knew she was timid, but he didn't expect that it was to the point of not being able to ask the name of the boy she was fond of.

"Maybe..."

Cassandra replied vaguely, and Rufus almost could not believe it, but he felt anxiety creep in his chest.

"What did he look like?"

he asked again, wanting to know more. That boy must have been very handsome, otherwise Cassandra wouldn't have had feelings for him without knowing his name.

"He was the most beautiful boy I've ever seen in my life. I know that 'beautiful' isn't normally used to describe what a boy looks like, but I can't think of any other fitting word,"

A mist rose from her eyes as she talked, as if she had lost herself in her remembrance.

"He was good-looking, gentle and tall! I hardly reached his chest that time…. Hee Hee!"