The next day, Asher and I met my parents at the agreed upon restaurant off-campus. They were already present, seated on one side of a four-person table near the window. Asher held my hand as we walked across the restaurant to join them. I sat opposite my mom, and he sat opposite my dad. They bot
Asher squeezed my hand, offering support. “I will never give up on my dreams. I will make something of myself, and I will do it on my own. I will not hold Asher back, but carry myself forward to walk at his side. And my baby is going to have a great life full of love and happiness.” I blinke
For the remaining few days before the transfer exam, I spent all my free time cram studying in the dorm room I shared with Asher. I was trying very hard not to over worry. I knew I needed to stay very calm for the sake of the baby. Asher was doing his best to assist me. Occasionally, he woul
He moved between my opened knees and placed his hands on my thighs. “Is my good girl going to let me taste her?” he asked, voice low and lust-rough. I nodded so hard, my neck hurt. He chuckled lightly as he helped me undo my pants. Then, slowly, he pulled them down my legs, exposing me t
When my phone rang, I expected the worst. Another belittlement by my parents. A notice from the investigators. A threat from Joseph. Asher moved with me, never leaving my side as I approached my purse and removed my phone. It wasn’t a text, but an email. The email was from the Academy, a reminder
He had left a pair of pajamas draped across the dresser. I changed into them now, blushing the entire time. I could feel his eyes on me. We’d been naked in front of each other, but this still felt new. I pulled my clothes on quickly. When I had finished dressing, he called out, “Come over here.”
My nervousness returned tenfold and no amount of Asher’s shoulder massages, good as they were, were able to calm me down. “Cynthia?” said the woman at the desk. I nearly jumped out of my skin. Asher hugged me at once. “You can do this. There’s no reason to be afraid.” I nodded against him. I
Yet as I placed my pen to paper, I struggled. I just couldn’t bring myself to lie in such a way. The truth was, I valued my friends, my family, and my love just as much as I did my dreams and my desire to achieve them. In fact, I would place the needs of my baby first above all else. The Acade