I couldn’t believe my luck. A few months ago, I only had Joseph. Now, I had Asher, Nicole, and Aimee. Excited, I couldn’t wait for Nicole and Aimee to meet. The next morning, I woke feeling refreshed. Things weren’t perfect. Elena’s accusations were still out there, wrong as they were. But I felt
I couldn’t breathe. Images flashed through my head faster than I could fully comprehend them. Asher and I holding hands. Asher opening doors for me. Asher kissing my cheek or my forehead or the back of my hand. Asher kissing me softly on the lips. Introducing me as his girlfriend. Sitting side by s
Thoughts of Dylan made my stomach twist. If he knew what I was doing with his best friend, he’d likely not approve! Well, Dylan wasn’t here right now. And this arrangement with Asher was only temporary anyway. Likely Dylan wouldn’t even find out. The realizations cooled me, and I followed Asher to
I waited with baited breath. Elena had been so brazen that she had actually confronted Coach and threatened to report him for giving me special treatment, accusing him of having a sexual relationship with me. Now Coach hesitated, seeming very much like he was about to share my true secret. It woul
Don’t forget that it’s my blood growing inside of you. You’ll never be rid of me for as long as it lives. Joseph’s words were a threat, one that chilled me down to my bones. He’d kept it cryptic enough that I wasn’t sure exactly what he meant. But I knew it was nothing good. Was he trying to scare
Somehow, he could always see right through me. So I told him everything, about Elena and Coach, about Coach coming out. By the end of my explanation, I was thoroughly exhausted. Asher started to voice his worry for me, but stopped himself too soon, likely realizing I was so tired, I wasn’t paying f
With Asher’s gaze on my lips, I thought for certain he might kiss me. It wouldn’t be difficult. This table wasn’t very big. All he had to do was lean over. But he didn’t move an inch. “No,” Asher said, finally glancing away. He turned his steady gaze to the guy at the table beside ours, who had eg
The next day, cheerleading practice was a disaster. Only half of the squad even bothered to show up. Some of those that did were outright belligerent, crossing their arms and talking back at Coach. “Let’s try the routine again,” Coach said, trying to keep things on track. “Why should we?” said one