They're Coming

"I smell something good. I made the right decision by professing my love. It's left for you, baby, to be my wife. When should we hold our wedding?" Asher leaned back on one of the chairs and stared at me as I arranged the meals on the table.

I made a turn for the kitchen to bring out the next set of meals. I paused in my tracks and stared at Asher from the corner of my eyes. "Don't expect it in this lifetime." I snorted and retorted coldly. I'll never date a playboy.

Besides, I still have to choose between Rex and Wyatt, which is already hard work in itself. I have no chance for Asher, the playboy. Thinking like this, I entered the kitchen to carry another set of meals.

"Wahhhh!" Asher bawled loudly and grabbed his chest dramatically. He began to sing in a fake, sad tone. I can't deny that not only does he have a handsome face, but he also has a beautiful voice. "The only woman I love doesn't love me. What am I going to do? What am I going to do? I just want to die. No one should stop