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
“Do you regret writing it?” Asher asked me, after a moment. “No,” I said, “Because it’s the truth. Though I can’t help but worry now that I botched the whole thing. Maybe I should have just lied to them. What if this one answer costs me more than I’m willing to lose?” “There’s no shame in stayin
“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