C5 Miss Predictable: Chapter Five
Cassandra prodded at the dresses from the boutique with one finger. Most were tight and short. His father had a thing for flesh. She sighed. She had to choose something to wear because Hermes had promised to meet her at the front of the ballroom…but she wasn’t holding her breath.
A Greek god and a librarian? Not your normal boy-girl combination. In the beginning they’d both been plain old people