One Hundred and Thirty Four

May’s POV

“Huh, I think I hear the door.” Asher said and I looked up from my computer with a groan. I had just finished cooking lunch, and came back to resuming work about ten minutes ago, now I had to stand up again?

I was going to have to call back the domestic staff because I needed to be able to stay on top of work as well as taking care of Asher. Doing things like having to get the door and other things like that wasn’t going to work.

With I sigh, I stood up. “That must be Brent. You said he was on his way, right?” I asked and he nodded.

There was something different about Asher that I just couldn’t put my fingers around since. For some reason, it seemed like he was brooding about something.

I couldn’t help but think that maybe it was because of me and the fact that I was back here. I knew he said he wanted me back, but what if he was not comfortable with me anymore? What if he was not feeling as settled as he thought he would be if I came back?

I shook my head off that thought,