Chapter 25

Arabella's POV

As Asher lifted me into his arms, my initial reaction was to protest.

I could feel the heat reach my cheek as I whispered softly "Asher, put me down" Everyone around us was looking at us. The smile was playful, but his hand squeezed against my fingers.

“Fuck, let's give the media something to talk about!” he breathed, a teasing smile played on his lips. His words were soft and low, meant for my ears alone even though they held a promise that had goosebumps breaking out across my skin.

I could not even help but smile at my own embarrassment. The way he smiled, he smiled in a way that made everything seem fun and exciting moments. People turned as we walked through the lobby, muttering after us. My face was buried in his shoulder, embarrassed and thrilled at the same time.

Once we reached the suite, Asher set me down gently, his eyes never leaving mine. "You okay?" he asked, brushing a strand of hair from my face.

"Yeah, " I breathed out over a racing heart.

He grabbed m