May’s POVStepping out of the steam-filled bathroom, I rubbed the fog off the mirror, still feeling the warmth of the hot shower on my skin.Damn, I felt so refreshed. The bathtub was just so nice and I could stay in there forever but unfortunately, we have somewhere to be soon. My reflection stared back at me, fresh-faced and refreshed. I smiled, looking at my blonde hair clinging to my head like a drenched rat. I had washed it again, so I needed to dry it. Quickly, I plugged it in and dried my hair as fast as I could before dropping it and walking to the door.I had left it half opened, I realized, and anyone could have walked in or peeped in if they wanted to.As I opened the door fully, my eyes fell on a sight that made my heart do a little flip, and I realized someone had walked in here.It was a beautiful red dress, and it was laid out neatly on the bed, its fabric rich and inviting. Beside it, a small box held what I assumed were shoes, and a tiny note rested on top of it all
Asher’s POVTonight was off with a very dull start, or maybe it was the way I was feeling that caused this.The club's pulsing lights and the sound of the music should have been enough to distract me, but there I was, slouched in the VIP section, phone in hand, scrolling mindlessly. I just wasn’t interested in anything, and I have absolutely no idea why I was feeling that way.Brent was off to the side, chatting up some girl who seemed more interested in his wallet than his charm, but I barely noticed. My thoughts were elsewhere. I felt like I was trapped in a loop that always circled back to May, thinking about her, comparing women I see to her, and closing my eyes to see her behind them.There was one thing I kept seeing though, something I couldn’t quite shake off. I couldn't shake the image of her signing those papers, the way her eyes had been filled with resignation and hurt. That sight was supposed to help me move on, it was supposed to give me relief, and space, but all it did
Asher’s POV There was a pause, then a shuffling sound on the other end. “Mr. Campbell, I…” he started but I cut him off, knowing he was just going to give an excuse now. One of the things I hated most was someone slacking off and then giving excuses to be rid of that. I just couldn't stand it at all. "No, Alex. No excuses. How could you miss something like this?" My voice was a low growl, a thin veil over my rising panic, and anger, because boy, I was really angry. I was paying him, wasn't I? Good a ridiculous amount of money at that and he didn't think he needed to deliver? "I'm sorry, sir. I had no idea she left the country. There must have been some kind of miscommunication. I'll look into it immediately," Alex's voice was apologetic, but it did nothing to cool the heat in my veins. I could almost feel my blood boiling over, but I tried not to show it too much. I was in a public place after all, and I didn’t want to be caught unaware by some lurking paparazzi. “Just fix this.”
May’s POV The old taxi creaked to a stop in front of a house that until a few weeks ago, was mine too, and I sighed with a shake of my head. So many things had happened in the last few weeks I had been last here for, when I still lived here and this place was mine as well. I handed the money I was holding to the cab driver, a kind old man who had asked me if I was all right when I entered the backseat with a warm smile at me, and told him to keep the change. I just wanted to do something nice for him as well, for the care he had shown me since I got behind his cab. “Thank you!” he said and I shook my head, gesturing with my hand that it was nothing. It was nothing anyway, it wasn't as if I bought the man a house or something. I didn't even own one, so… I trailed off my thought to think about something else. Pushing the door open, I stepped out into the familiar compound, yet now distant world of what used to be my home. This was my house, my abode, my home for those two years a
Asher’s POV May had walked in here looking like that part of the cake I love best when I was having it for dessert, the icing part of it. She was wearing a golden yellow beaded dress that was off her shoulders, with a ruched ruffle design. She had no makeup on, at least, none that I could see, and even at that, she looked so beautiful. The dress was hugging her body so perfectly, showing off those curves I was too angry and frustrated at her to see back then, and it ended an inch or two below her knee. Damn, she looked like my favorite food right now, but I hoped I wasn't looking at her like I wanted to devour her. I licked my lips even as she sat down in front of me looking so calm, like she doesn’t give a damn about how she was making me feel. She had this nice perfume on and I wanted to walk to her and sniff her, as I latched my nose onto her slim and elegant neck. I would even love to bury my face there while my hands roamed that perfect figure I didn't even let myself see bef
May’s POV His mouth against mine in that hot kiss was what I had been able to think about all day! It was all I could dream about even in my sleep, and I don’t even know how to stop myself. Or maybe it was because I didn't want to stop myself at all. Damn, it wouldn't leave even if I tried, that kiss was just too hot. Ever since that kiss with Asher, it's been swirling around in my head like a relentless storm, working its magic and making me fret and sweat for no reason. I couldn't shake it off; it clung to my every thought, tainted every moment with a feeling of regret and an aching desire I wasn't supposed to feel anymore. “Stop doing this to yourself, May!” I told myself mentally, but I just couldn’t muster the will to stop my brain. It seemed to completely have a mind of its own, and was the one controlling me instead of the other way around. “If only I hadn’t let him kiss me that day. If only I had just walked out or push him away when he dipped his head to kiss me. Here I
May’s POV I decided to put my hair down and let the soft curls I had put my hair flow on my back. I made sure that I wasn’t wearing a lot of makeup, using just a brush of mascara, a darker shade of blue eyeshadow, and a pink lipstick to add color to my lips. After that, I walked to my dress to wear it. Emily and I had settled against a blue long satin dress that had a slit in front of the left side of my leg up to my upper thigh, and it was off the shoulders. It wouldn't have been my first choice because of how open and too fitted it was, but I loved that it was the one we settled on, because I didn't want to look like a joke when Asher saw me tonight. Although, I would make sure to avoid him as much as I could for the better part of the night, because it was the safest thing to do. I slipped into the dress and struggled with the zipper but after a couple of minutes, I was able to do it. Standing in front of the mirror, I looked at my reflection and tried smiling a bit to make me
May’s POVI was wandering around the house now, thinking about what else Ellen would like to discuss with me. After she spoke to me in the drawing room, asking me the question, I had explained things but we had been interrupted by one of the domestic staff that her attention was needed.She had left me there telling me she still had a lot to talk to me about, and with that in mind, I just wasn’t in the mood for any party at all, not that I was in one before.I walked up the stairs, seeing only a few people around talking with smiles on their faces, and with glasses of white wine in their hands. It was common for people at a party to be holding one, but I was certainly going to stay clear of wine tone ght. The last thing I wanted after the episode with Ellen was getting drunk and misbehaving or say things that I wasn't supposed to say.Up until now, I hadn’t seen Asher, which was good, because I couldn’t face him now, not even when I had just talked about him with his mother.“May?” I