We came at the bar a little late than I expected. Well, that’s a first for me - being late. I don’t mean to brag but the guys looked awed as soon as they saw us. I’m not big on modesty and I clearly knew that I was pretty. Not beautiful, just pretty.

“Over here,” Landon called and we walked towards their seat. I feel like a runway model wearing these heels. Feeling taller does give me some leverage.

“Is that Cassie?” Kasey asked, clearly shocked. I know, I know. I dress so plainly all of the time that I looked like a kid. I wouldn’t wonder if he barely...