A Graduation Gift

Chapter 158 The Fireworks

Cassandra's eyes were wide open, astonishment covering her face.

Fireworks lit up the sky in a dazzling array of pattern after pattern.

Some were green, the sparks raining down like a meteor shower.

Some were purple, glowing like smiling faces.

Some were gold, blossoming out like wild flowers.

And then there were the red, holding their shapes in burning hearts as the entire sky was painted bright with the color of romance.

As each explosion lit up the sky and scattered like falling flower pedals, the dark night shone as bright as day. Cassandra was enchanted.

She couldn't keep her eyes from the sky. Her astonishment slowly turned into jubilation and she couldn't wipe the smile off her face.

The burst of each firework reflected in her eyes and Rufus gazed as each color lit up her shining eyes.

"Like it?"

His voice was so soft and warm that even with two simple words, Cassandra could feel her knees buckle.

"A lot! It's so beautiful. Thank you."

She felt her voice choke, her eyes starting to well up a little bit as the gratitude spilled out of her.

Rufus smiled, instinctively leaning over and leaving a soft kiss on her forehead.

"I'm glad you like it."

He'd shipped the entire set of fireworks equipment along with all the fireworks from overseas but had thought little of the cost. All he could think of was making sure Cassandra liked it.

For Cassandra, the fireworks painted the most picturesque scene into the night sky. But for Rufus, the real beauty was in her eyes.

In her pure eyes, the fireworks bloomed. These were the clearest eyes he'd ever seen in his entire life.

As the fireworks faded into the night sky and the sounds of the explosions slowly drifted away, a sense of peace fell over their night.

Rufus removed his hands from covering Cassandra's ears, making their way down to cup her cheeks. He gently lifted her face, his eyes never wavering from hers, full to the brim with love.

"So, how are you going to thank me, huh?" he asked, a mischievous smile creeping onto his face.

as magma but his movements were soft as a feather; as

to burn through her and Cassandra couldn't help but feel a little unsettled. She could never really behave calmly in front of him, especially when he spoke with such an irresistible tone and looked at her with such passion in his eyes. She felt as though

you want me to thank you?" she stammered with a

this shy, stammering girl. The last few words came out as soft as a murmur, barely audible if he had not been so close to her.

like that,

relishing the taste of this woman. A feeling of contentment filled his

kiss. Her eyes stayed wide open in disbelief, and she could see nothing

feel that her mind was

have anything to eat so if your mind continues to wander, I'll

closed her

been crying for food. Before he could finish 'tasting'

afraid he might push it too far. So she stayed how she was, wrapped up in the kiss until her entire body became so soft that she had to lean into his arms

silence. After what felt like a century, Rufus pulled away unwillingly from her seducing lips. It was only then that he opened his eyes to gaze upon her pink cheeks and twinkling

exploded just outside the window. Just as one stopped, another went off as families set off their crackers in celebration of the

to set off their firecrackers, it must have passed midnight.

spend

said. Cassandra was taken aback by his abrupt confession.

is right on the fifteenth day of the

was upset that his birthday had slipped right under her

he that had gifted her the wonderful display of fireworks.

you want for your birthday? Let me treat you,

him, the look of frustration and wonder mixing across her face. He

my gift,"

indeed the best gift he had ever received and nothing else

got to get you

turning obstinate, embarrassed at her own carelessness

wonderful surprise for her and yet now on his birthday, it was her again that had received the surprise. He had been so thoughtful and meticulous both times and here she

filled him. 'She is as stubborn as she has always been, ' he thought.

much about celebrating his birthday. Even his father, Horace barely paid attention to the day so he could barely expect

already got me a

hair off her face, hoping

as her eyes

someone else. Come and try it," she exclaimed

dining room. This newfound excitement casting out any

him and setting out the tableware. Then she ran into the kitchen to prepare the

lid of the pot, the fragrance of tea and chicken filling the

but smile. As she sat the chicken in front of him, he picked up his fork to cut up a small piece of

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