The Beautiful Ones | By : TaimaMarie Category: Individual Celebrities > Criss Angel Views: 1682 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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AN: I would like to thank my LOVELY reviewer. Sorry I can't write more. :( But you're quite right, college is taking up a lot of my time and sucking some of the fun out of living. Having an education is so worth it, though.
You know, it isn't school or the homework that I mind. It's the people I have to take classes with.
Criss took her back to his suite. It seemed so strange not have people bustling in and out, camera crews filming, or having the phone ring off the hook. It looked like it could honestly be somewhere someone could live.
“You look exhausted, Cass.” He said quietly as he steered her towards the couch. Hammie came in, and looked pleased when he saw Cassandra. He leapt into her lap and made himself comfortable.
“So do you want to tell me---,”
“Please no,” her voice was soft as she shook her head. “I don’t want to have to do any explaining tonight.”
“You know you’re not going to get out of it, don’t you?” he raised an eyebrow at her. Cassandra nodded, her head against the back of the couch. Hammie lifted his head and opened his eyes to glare at Criss, as though challenging him to upset the girl.
The illusionist ducked into the kitchenette and started the kettle. He opened and closed a few cupboard doors, getting a mug and a tea packet. He set the packet in the mug and then poured the steaming water over it.
“Come on, Cass. Drink this for me, okay?” She warily took the cup and sipped.
“Chamomile tea.”
“Soothe your nerves. Mom always made me drink it when something had happened.” He awkwardly rubbed his thighs as he sat next to her. Hammie yawned and stretched out, his back paws nudging Criss a bit further away.
Cassandra sipped her tea. Her boss then took the empty mug and disappeared into his room. He returned with a pair of pajama pants, a t-shirt, and a blanket and pillow. He handed her the clothes.
“Go and change in the bathroom. You can’t wear those clothes to bed, you’ll sleep terribly.”
Once again, the girl obeyed him. It was probably the most obedient she’d ever been in the past four years. She washed her face at his sink and dressed in the clothes. They were soft from wear and washing and smelled like Criss. Cassandra couldn’t stop herself as she took the collar of the shirt and buried her nose in it, inhaling the spicy, smooth scent that she had come to know as belonging to her boss.
When she returned to the living room, Criss had made up the couch for her. He looked up from smoothing the pillow and sucked in his breath. There was something about the way she looked in those pants that were much too long for her and the t-shirt that went past her elbows that made him feel possessive. Her face was fresh scrubbed, and she smiled at him shyly.
“Thank you,”
“I couldn’t let you sleep out there. Who knows what crazy would have come?” he snapped back, a little too harshly. Cassandra nodded and blushed when she noticed that he had placed Stanley against the pillow too.
There was an awkward pause as she stood there looking at him.
“Good night, Criss.” She said finally.
“Good night, Cassandra.” He turned and walked to his bedroom, calling for Hammie. Hammie stopped and looked from him to Cassandra before stalking over to the couch and making himself comfortable at the end of it.
Criss watched as Cassandra laid down, pulling the blanket up to her chin and curling into a ball. She was instantly asleep. He leaned against the doorframe and sighed. What in the world was he going to do with her?
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