More than peaceful, when I saw Asher in my dreams. “What are you doing here, Cyn?” he asked. I knew he wasn’t real, because he smiled wider than I’d ever seen. God, he had a handsome smile – sharp as a predator’s, with a hint of mischief in his eye. I wanted him to devour me. … And why not?
Asher When I stumbled upon Cynthia passed out on a park bench, my first instinct had been panic. Was she hurt? What was wrong? Yet her pulse beat strongly when I checked, and her breathing was deep and steady. No, she wasn’t hurt. She was asleep. Here, outside, in the open, where anyone coul
I realized quickly she wouldn’t forgive herself for this easily, so I let my blood cool as much as I could. She needed more from me than horniness now. “It’s okay. You were just a little clingy. Nothing to be embarrassed about.” “You mean… I didn’t…? Nothing happened?” As she lowered her hands,
I was still mortified by the possibility of having acted out any part of my sex dream with Asher. Even though he insisted nothing happened, I didn’t know if I could believe him. That desire in his eyes hadn’t been imagined. But I sighed. Even if it had been real, it wouldn’t change anything. Asher
Who is Lilith? I opened my mouth. Closed it. Opened it again. Closed it. Did I just mention Lilith to Asher? I replayed the conversation in my head. Oh, no. I had. This exhaustion must have been affecting me more than I thought. I was getting too careless. I trusted Asher so I let my guard d
As I packed my suitcase for the trip to the cheerleading competition, I dreaded what was to come. Having no choice, I had to accept Elena’s request to hold parties in my room. I hadn’t a clue how I was going to finagle my way around drinking alcohol again, especially without Asher’s help this time
“Be careful,” he said. I leaned into his palm, offering my own comfort. His concern meant so much to me. “I’ll be fine,” I said. “I’ll be back before you know it.” If I stayed even a moment longer, I’d risk never leaving, too tempted by his closeness, his touch. So I grabbed my bag and jogged
“Get out of the doorway,” said one of the cheerleaders, standing on the landing outside of my hotel room. I hadn’t let anyone in yet. I hadn’t known, when I had reluctantly agreed to host this party in my room, that it was going to include a group of random guys. “Maybe this isn’t such a good id
“Please.” That all sounded so good. I wanted it. I wanted everything. He stood to kick off the rest of his clothes. I watched, my mouth watering as he exposed his dick. He was so big, so hard just for me. Carefully, he moved me how he wanted me, stretching out my legs farther, and then slipped
Asher guided me back into the bedroom. As I stood near the bed, he walked behind me and slowly tugged down the zipper of my dress. His knuckles traced the newly-revealed skin inch by inch, following down the length of my spine. When the zipper had lowered as much as it could go. He spread his hand
I held my breath as Dylan threw the first punch. Asher dodged back and Dylan’s fist flew through the open air. Asher then stepped forward, ready to retaliate. Dylan backpedaled, placing a few feet between them again. In a flash, Dylan moved close again. His speed was lightning-quick. I barely even
“’Might?’” He squeezed me gently. “It will be fine. Trust me.” I did trust him, with my life and more. But… this was my brother. My brother and the love of my life were about to fight a challenge with yet unknown terms that would undoubtedly involve me and my baby. I couldn’t help but be a b
I opened my mouth to begin to explain, but the truth seemed worse than even Dylan’s worst assumptions. No, Asher isn’t the father of my baby. The father is actually a terrible person who is now in prison. But Dylan wasn’t waiting for me to figure out a softer way to explain, and Asher was no hel
On the evening of the Academy’s winter dance, I slipped into my shining purple gown and checked myself out in the bathroom mirror. Gone were the days when I could pass as not pregnant. Now, my bump was a distinctive round bulge, pressing out the front of my gown – which I had bought in the materni
“I… um…” I had no idea how to answer Dylan. Panic set in, sending my heart into overdrive. Should I admit to Asher being beside me? It was getting late at night. Surely Dylan would have follow-up questions. Like, why was Asher in my room after dark. “Oh, shit, I have to go,” Dylan said suddenly.
Asher’s words stole my breath away. For a long moment, I simply stared at him, desire coiling inside of me. He stared back, his blue eyes deep as the ocean. I swallowed thickly. I couldn’t wait to go home with him and see all of his promises in action. Nancy cleared her throat from the doorway.
The real Asher was safely behind the line of fake wolves. He glanced back at me in concern. I understood his worry. Holding this many projections was a strain. But I was done running. I was done standing back. Joseph would lose. And I would help bring him down. In the circle, Joseph started to