Chapter Seventeen

Zara Howard

As I brush my teeth, I couldn't help but replay the events of last night. I remember how the first thing I did after getting back home last night was scream into the pillow. It is a miracle I even have a voice this morning.

It was almost as if my brain was stuck on a loop as I continued to replay the events of last night. Each time, slower than before. Taking in all the details.

The only thought in my head is disbelief. All these years of crushing on Asher, I have fantasised an embarrassing amount of things about him.

But last night, being there captured like a little mouse in his massive body cage made me realise the kind of power Asher actually holds over me.

I feel my cheeks heat up just at the thought of how good his mouth felt against my skin. I look at my reflection in the mirror and feel shame course through me.

Asher is not even here and I am so flustered. I don't even want to think about how flustered and blushy I actually get in his presence.

I whine as I real