“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’
The boss glowered. “That cocky asshole.” That seemed to indicate an affirmative. “He’s bluffing, then,” Chase said. “He’s only trying to stop the article to keep himself from being implicated. I bet he has no legs to stand on. If the rest of the Academy administration knew who he really was…”
I watched Asher, fear gripping my heart. How much had he heard me say? Did he hear me say I loved him? How would he react now? Would he be repulsed? His face was carefully neutral. He continued walking toward us and sat down in his seat beside mine. “Asher, I…” I knew I probably should have ta