“If I’m still willing…” Asher said, eyes soft. “Cynthia. Of course I’m willing.” “Then you’ll be the baby’s godfather?” “Very few things would make me happier.” Cradling my face, he kissed me softly on the lips. “My family. Finally.” Before I could feel bad for not accepting sooner, he k
He kissed my cheek, then my chin, then my nose. “We are alike, you and I.” He kissed my mouth. He lingered, his lips coaxing mine open. He pressed his tongue to the dip in my bottom lip. But then his phone rang. Pulling apart, he grunted and I groaned. “Just pretend you can’t hear it,” I
“I’m not a cheater,” I said adamantly. I was annoyed at her for having even suggested it. I did not work so hard just to have someone try to take that away from me by accusing me of something so low. “I know what I saw,” the cheerleader said, eyes narrowing. “You definitely had a cheat sheet.”
Asher, holding me, quickly noticed my change of mood. “What’s wrong?” “I have to go back to my room.” I meant only temporarily, to get more clothes, but when the words came out, I realized how they sounded and I couldn’t take them back. We hadn’t really talked about how I basically moved in
At the sound of my voice, the investigator looked up to the door. He closed the planner that he had been snooping through. “There you are,” he said, like he’d been expecting us. “What are you doing in here?” I asked from behind Asher. His piercing gaze shifted lazily from me to Asher and
Asher, holding my hand, led me toward the bathroom. He released my hand to turn on the shower, but then swiveled, and pulled me into his arms. His mouth found mine and he licked his way inside. Slowly, he removed my clothes from my body, then peeled his own clothes away too, until we were both nak
In the morning, my good mood had remained, and I was ready to face the rest of the world, knowing I had such an amazing, talented man at my side. Asher walked me to class. “You can do this,” he told me, though it was needless. I haven’t felt this sure of something in a long time. Today I would p
Asher led me to his car, and we drove across town to the newspaper headquarters where Chase worked. Once inside, we followed the sound of Chase’s raised voice toward the open-door office of his boss. Everyone was so busy working that no one paid us any mind. “I don’t care what they said, sir. Can’
“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