ASHLEY.
"You sure you don't want to come in? You could use the same lame excuse you used last time. " I tease Sinclair with a soft smile and he scowls at me before shaking his head, saying, "No, not really. I need to get back home and get my hands on some stuff. " He sighs and I nod, not moving.
"I'll see you soon. " Sin assures, his hand on my thighs scampering over the skin and I slump further into my seat. I can't find it in me to leave here, yet I know I have to.
"How soon though?" I mumble under my breath, staring at his hand on my lap; too embarrassed to meet the man's eyes.
Sinclair lifts me from my seat, and moves me to his lap – the abrupt movement causing me to screech.
He taps my chin with a finger before lifting it to meet his eyes, his other hand around my waist. The fierce gaze of his has me adjusting on his laps and Sinclair chuc
ASHLEY. My eyes are drawn to slits as I stare at the girl before me who's staring at me with beseeching eyes. A laugh falls from my mouth as I say, "What are you talking about? Get you back with Dave? What's that got to do with me?" Quinn jiggles her head stubbornly, saying, "It's got everything to do with you, Greene. Don't you get it, or you're just pretending not to?" She lifts her brows in questioning. "The fact that you're speaking out of line? Yeah, I don't get it. " I shrug and she sighs, slapping a hand against her forehead. She looks almost frustrated, knowing nothing to do. "Don't do this, Ashley. Please. " She whispers, stepping closer and I crease my brows saying, "Don't do what? I don't understand what you're talking about, Quinn. Do you want to get back to Dave? Fine, let him know. I don't see anything stopping you? You never needed
SINCLAIR. I had plans. Reasonable intends to spend the rest of the night in the arms of Little Greene yet here I am, on the way to a person, I'll rather not see because he fucking crossed a line. Again. Shutting the car door, I scowl as I stand before the mansion. I make my way towards the door and walk in without a word, ignoring the woman's greeting behind me. "Where's he?" I question Kelvin who stares at me with a stunned expression, obviously not expecting me to be here. Yes, I didn't expect to be here either. "Where's your fucking boss, Kelvin?" I growl. "That's no way to barge into my house, kid. " I snap my head to the voice's direction and truly, the mam is walking down the stairs dressed in his fúcking formal suit with yet another woman hanging in his arm. I march towards him and grab him by the collar
DAVE."What are you doing here?" My eyes are widened as I take in the figure before me. I didn't expect her to be here, and so late."You weren't responding to my texts and calls. Thought you'd at least talk to me if I see you. " She mumbles in a low tone and I shake my head, glancing over my shoulder to make sure my father is focused on the screen before him.Taking my gaze back to Quinn, I shut the door behind me and step out, crossing my arms against my chest, and saying, "You should know I didn't want to talk to you when I gave no response, Quinn. Can't you take a damn cue or something?" I snap and she shakes her head, biting down on her lips and staring at her shoes.Letting out a sigh, I say, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you. My dad is around and you know how I get with him around. " I apologize and she lifts her head, a smile etched on her face.&nb
ASHLEY. My eyes are drawn to slits as mom's gaze moves to my legs and Sinclair remains still; staring at me with a stupefied expression and furrowed brows. "Ashley, what the... What the hell are you doing?" She raises her voice, the basket in her hand dropping before her in a loud thud, and I shut my eyes for a brief moment, fear streaming through me. God, this is bad! This is so fucking bad! This is not how I imagined my fucking morning to go! "Move. " I whisper to Sinclair, who hasn't moved, pushing at his shoulders and pulling the duvet over my body with my gaze on my leg; too scared to meet the woman's eyes. "This is what you've been doing? You had a guy in here? I knew something was suspicious when you wouldn't let me in here, but I never thought it was something like this! What is wrong with you, Ashley? Why will you..." She pauses, her eye
ASHLEY. "What did you say to him?" I walk towards Vincent and he folds his arms against his chest, a frown on his face as he says, "Do you honestly think you're in the position to question me right now?" Shaking my head, I say, "You're overreacting, Vincent. The two of you. " I motion towards mother who stands at the other side of the room, watching the interchange. "I'm yet to understand how you don't see what's awry in this. " Vincent says, moving towards the couch while I trail behind him. "And I fail to understand how you think there's something improper with this. What rule says you can't fall in love with your brother's best friend? I don't get why you're so against this. " I whizz and he snaps his head to me, his gaze hard and warning. "Are you fúcking kidding me? You don't see what's wrong with this? I'm doing all these to fucking protect
SINCLAIR."So Vincent found out about you and Ashley, and things went bad?" Heather questions and I hum."But you knew that was going to happen, didn't you? We both know how Vincent is, Sinclair. You know how protective he is about his sister, and you..." She pauses and I crease my brows, challenging her to finish her words. She chuckles before saying, "You're known for a reputation of fucking around with girls. I understand the guy if he wants you away from his sister. "I scowl at her and say, "You are only saying that because you've had his dick in you. No surprise there if you defend him. " I snap and Heather gasps, shaking her head with a hurtful expression on her face."That was so mean of you! I wasn't siding with him anyway. If you both love each other, then no one should stop that. " She shrugs and I nod, saying, "Unfortunately, they do not think that way. I need Vincent to
ASHLEY. I whimper as he pulls my bottom lip between his mouth, his teeth sinking into the flesh; giving me tides of both pain and pleasure. "Sin, " I moan and he groans against my lips, his hand moving my sides and gliding across the skin before reaching to my shoulder and yanking the coat I have on. Sin pulls back, his eyes dilated with desire evident in them as he drinks me in, the big shirt I decided to put on doing the justice I expected of it. "Fuck, Little Greene. You came here prepared, didn't you?" He grunts and a smile spread over my face as I watch the way his eyes dances across my body – drinking in every single inch. "Come here, " he commands and I don't need to be told twice before moving into his arms. He wraps an arm around my waist and hauls me to his chest, his hand moving to my ass and I wrap my legs around his legs, adjus
ASHLEY.He said them.Those words. He fúcking said he loves me.Sinclair Leovough just said he fúcking loves me.God, I can't decide which one to think about. The fact that we just had the most mind-blowing sex after an extended time with him moulded to my body without the impediment of protection? The fact that he coated and bathed me with his cum, and I took it like the greedy girl I am, or the fact that the man just said he fucking loves me.Excitement skimmers through me, and my face split into a grin as I move from my fours and wrap my arm around his neck."Say it again. " I demand and he chuckles, wrapping his arm around my waist and moving me to his lap, his cock brushing my wet, throbbing pussy while his hand moves to my hips."I love you, Ashley. I fúcking love you. " He sa