Chapter 209

"Stop watching those silly TV shows. They're turning you into an airhead," Tristan said, flicking Cassandra gently on the forehead. "You really think giving someone water mouth-to-mouth will work? You'd be better off just using a straw." "Ow!" Cassandra yelped, covering her forehead with her hand. "Did that hurt?" he asked, immediately concerned. He really hadn't used much force, but he worried that what felt light to him was a lot for her. He looked at her closely. Seeing his nervous expression, Cassandra felt a warm flutter in her chest. "I was only kidding," she said, dropping her hand, about to tell him she was fine. But then, Tristan saw a small red mark on her forehead. "Are you sure you're okay?" he asked. "I'm fine, really," she assured him. She stood, only to realize that her clothes had been changed. She turned and looked at Tristan. Tristan knew exactly what she was thinking. He quickly said, "I had Kamila help you change." "Oh," Cassandra answered, her face turning