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
I introduced Aimee and Nicole the next morning at my favorite café. At first, they just looked at each other, but then one of them started to smile, and the other did too. Before I knew it, all three of us were laughing like we were old friends and not a recently accrued bunch. We talked about many
I very nearly swooned in his arms. “You did great in the game,” I told him. My voice was still hoarse from all the loud cheering I’d done. The cheerleading squad was in shambles and therefore skipped the game. But I still went. I’d never miss the chance to see Asher in his element. “I know,” he s
Since Coach had been officially fired, Asher and I went to see him the next morning. We found him in his office, his personal items packed high in a single box. I fought back tears. I didn’t want to cry when I said goodbye. Asher offered his hand, and Coach shook it. “It’s good to see you, Asher,
But he only kept looking at me. His legs were spread. I’d fit comfortably between them, resting on one of his strong thighs. He watched and waited. He wouldn’t push if I didn’t want to do this. But I did. I wanted it so much I could practically taste it. So, gathering my courage, I pushed myself
Asher As Cynthia ran from my room, I tried to chase her, but my mostly-hard condition made me unable to do more than lurch toward the door. By the time I reached the hallway, she was gone. Holy hell. Holy shit. What. Just. Happened. I hadn’t meant to pull her into my lap like that. My intention