Asher’s POVIt was much later in the evening when I caught sight of May talking to my mother. She was smiling about something that I didn’t know of, but her smiling face took my breath away.Damn, she was so beautiful. I could stand here and stare at her all night long.Behind me, I heard Brent said something to my father about coming to see him later, but I was too fixated on May to hear anything really. I didn’t even care what that was about. It was a conversation between father and son.Brent had always been close to my father and they saw eye to eye on most things than he and I.The house was still thrumming with the energy of the party, but I felt detached from it all, my focus sharpened on the woman who still managed to stir something deep within me, only after I had successfully been a fool and let her leave anyway.If I wasn't such a dummy, I wouldn’t have not seen what was right there in my face. Speaking about seeing things, I focused back on May. I could see the determinati
Asher’s POVOkay, maybe we needed to put a stop to this line of talks, so I raised my hands up in surrender."Look, I... I'm sorry," I said, running a hand through my hair, feeling the weight of her stare as she looked at me. "I just... I needed to talk to you, away from all those people.” I said, hoping that would change things a little and we would stop barking at each other.But there was no such thing. “Needed to talk or needed to control the situation?" May's words were like ice, and they cut through me sharper than any knife could.I swallowed hard, trying to gather my thoughts. This was not how I had envisioned this night going, not in the slightest. But here we were, standing in the dim light of my bedroom, a place I had never thought would serve as our fighting space."Control? No, that's not what this is about, May," I said, my voice steady despite the turmoil inside me. "I just... we never really got to finish our conversation that day you came to the house. There's so much
Asher’s POVAs I stepped into my father's study that morning, the air felt heavier than usual, and I knew he was going to say something serious.When I woke up this morning to his message and he wanted me to come see him, I had thought of what this might be about, but then, seeing him right now, I knew that he was was going to talk about something serious than what I had thought.He would normally call me like this even when he wanted to say a few things, like how he wanted to go on a vacation away from Mom, backpacking through Europe, or go skiing or hiking and the likes, but this was different.This man was probably going to be the death of me. With the way he called me to talk these days, I might have an hypertension before I was even his age. This was certainly how he had called me those two years ago, and told me what was going to happen if I didn’t get married fast.“Hello Dad,” I started and he raised his head to look at me from behind his desk where he was reading the day’s ne
Asher's POVI met Alex Dunn at a quiet diner downtown, where they served the best grilled chicken and fries with coffee that was strong enough to peel paint, and I chose a booth that was shrouded in shadows. I didn’t want anyone recognizing me or anything, so this was a good spot for us to talk.He slid into the seat opposite me, his face unreadable as always. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking at all, and I felt like it was what made him excel at what he does."Alex, I need an address," I started without any preamble as soon as he was settled in front of me. At that, he raised an eyebrow, and I could tell he had a question for me. I leaned in, keeping my voice low, because I couldn’t tell who was who.If there were to be a reporter in the room, he would not only recognize me but know me as well, and then he would hear me as about my own wife’s address and would probably put things together to get the picture, even if it won’t be as accurate.That was the last thing he wanted."It's
May's POVI was stirring the sauce for the pasta, letting the aroma fill the small kitchen, as Emily perched on the counter, swinging her legs and chatting about everything and nothing at all.That was just the thing about this best friend of mine. She was always in the kitchen with you talking and talking but never helping with anything. The only situation she ever helped in was when it was something she could take from, like help cleaning the house so that she took things she wanted.With food, well she loved good food, but not much anyway."So, how's the new job treating you?" she asked, taking a sip from the glass of wine I had poured for her when she arrived with Nick.They had both came to visit because Emily wanted to hear about the birthday I had gone to and came with Nick because she wouldn’t want to leave alone.After that episode with me on the cold floor of the alley and ended up with several stitches, she had either left my house early, or came with Nick.It was the first
May’s POVHe looked at me and then he looked at Nick, and I knew what was running through his mind. Maybe he wouldn’t have to think that if I didn’t call Nick honey when I asked who was at the door.I pushed aside to let him in before I closed the door and walked away. I could feel the weight of Asher's gaze as I led him down the short hallway to my room, away from the curious ears of Emily and Nick.As soon as we were inside, I turned to face him, my arms crossed across my chest defensively. The room felt smaller with him in it, the walls closing in on me, and I wanted the room to get bigger if it could."So, why are you here, Asher?" I asked, my tone less welcoming than I intended. I didn’t mean to sound like a disgruntled bitch, because that would mean I was angry at him, only I wasn’t, because that would be a waste of emotion.He glanced around the room briefly before his eyes met mine again. "Who was that guy who opened the door, May?” he asked me, looking at me intently. “I mean
Asher’s POVThis was a major fuck up, really, and I could tell that it was going to take more time to convince May to come back home. I shouldn't have told her about the board and the situation with them, because now it seem like I was only back to get her because of that.“Can you just leave now?” she asked me, “I’m sure you’re done saying what you came for.” She said.I wasn’t anywhere near done, not at all, so I shook my head. “Not in the least, May. We’re still talking.” I said, looking at her to the door behind her, my mind going back to the man I saw out there, the one that had opened the door for me and the one May had referred to as honey.Not once since we were married did she refer to me as anything but my name, “Ash!” and that was it.“I need you to come back home, May. We are still married anyway, so it wouldn’t make any difference whether or not you live here.” I said, my voice coming out as a plea, one that sounded the way I was feeling.I wanted to drag her into me, sta
Asher’s POVI couldn't help it; a smirk found its way onto my lips as she started in on me, and I could hear the blend of anger and exasperation in her voice as she spoke."Asher, you stupid jerk! What do you think you're doing?" Her voice vibrated with irritation, but I couldn't let that hinder me from doing what I wanted to do."May, listen all right. I…” I started to say but trailed off when she interrupted me."No Ash, you listen! You can't just barge in here, turn my life upside down, and then manhandle me into listening to you!" Her chest heaved with every breath, her eyes ablaze with a fury that had probably been simmering long before I showed up in her. “That’s not going to work, at all.” She said."Okay, okay, I might've deserved that," I raised the hand I had propped up between us, trying to keep the situation from escalating. "But come on, can you blame me for trying? For wanting a chance to fix things?"She snorted, and I could tell it was a sound that came from a place of
May’s POVAs soon as I opened the door of my room later that evening after Ellen left to go downstairs to get an apple before going to bed, I saw Asher standing there.“I can’t give you any more time, May.” That was the first thing he said to me as I looked at him. What the hell was he talking about?I frowned, biting my bottom lip. “Stop doing that, May. If you seriously don’t want me to ravish you right now, stop doing that.” He said.I was utterly confused, not sure I knew what he was referring to. I just frowned and looked at him. “What are you talking about?” I asked after a few more seconds of silenced from him. I had been expecting him to clarify without me having to ask, but he just stared at me.“Biting your lip, that’s what.” He said casually.“Oh! I see. Sorry, I’m not doing it on purpose.” I said and he nodded.“Where are you going to?” He asked me.“I’m going to the kitchen.” I said.“That’s good. Maybe we can talk there.” He said.I shook my head. “Or maybe we can talk h
Asher’s POVI stood by the kitchen door with my bag in my hand, listening to what they were saying; my mother and my wife.As soon as I got back from the office, my butler had told me my mother was around and that she was in the kitchen with May, and now I was here to meet them.But then I got here and I heard May said she was leaving. I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth. I even clenched my hands in fists, it was all I could do to not storm in there, grabbed her hands and drag her upstairs to show her why she wasn’t going to leave.“Again, thank you, but I can’t stay. I just wanted to speak with Asher before I left.” I heard her say. “And it’s taking too long for him to come home. I don’t know if you please tell him I said good-bye?” She said.Okay, that was the height of what I could stay here and listen to, because I was already boiling. But then again, I knew I couldn’t show anger because I knew she was also hurting.I grabbed the doorknob and pushed it downward to open the door,
Asher’s POVThis was it, the height of the avoidance I could do, really, but I was trying to prove a point to May, that she needed me as much as I needed her.She was the other half of me I didn’t know before, or maybe I did, but didn’t want to accept it then. Back then, she would have been the one trying to get me to see her, now I was the one, and I thought avoiding her would make her see me.But it was killing me, really. I just want her to come to me already, and it was what I had been waiting for.Brent shook his head at me as he sat in front of me with his glare on me. “Just what the hell are you doing to yourself, Asher.” He asked.“What I think would work!” I said, but was it really working. "Look, Brent, I know it seems crazy, sounds so, even, but I need her to realize how much she means to me and I can’t do that if she doesn’t want me," I replied, frustration evident in my voice.I didn’t care right now, as long as I put it out there. I was tired of having to explain myself
Asher’s POV“Fuck baby, I just want to kiss you right now.” I said and I watched as her eyes went huge in her face for a couple of seconds before she closed her eyes tightly. I smiled again, shaking my head.Although, Gary had been an ass who just wanted me dead, but then again, he had given me a good advice, and told me to make haste when it came to dealing with May.She was my wife, but at this point, it was just in name only. She was not as close to me as I would want her to be. I wanted her back, the woman I had married, the one that would look at me like I was the only man in the world that mattered.I wanted the woman that always cared for me and put me first. Yes, I might have been the one to drive her off with my stupid opinion, but at least, I was trying to get her back now.I stared down at her mouth, as she licked it, but I knew it was because she was nervous. I liked it though, and I smiled again, before finally pushing my head to hers, and kissing her, pushing my tongue i
May’s POVA knock sounded on the door of my room, and I knew it was Asher before I asked who it was. That was the way he usually knocked. If it was the butler, I would know as well, but I asked all the same.“Who’s that?” I asked, and as expected, Asher answered.“It’s me, May.” He said and I sighed, pushing up from the chair in front of my dresser I was sitting to walk to the door.I had locked it earlier when I walked in after lunch to get a bit of a shut eye. I had just woken up about a couple of minutes ago, and I had washed my face, and sat down to apply some facial cream on my face.I grabbed the doorknob and twisted it open. “Hey, Ash. What do you want?” I asked as soon as I saw him standing there.Okay, I didn’t mean to sound like this, at all, so I would blame it on the fact that I had just woken up from sleep.He gave me a surprised look, like he didn’t expect me to ask him that, but then again, I wasn't in the mood to explain that this was because I had just woken up from s
Asher’s POV“I can’t believe you did all of this because of what Dad did, Gary.” I said as I stared at the man sitting opposite me with a table between us and a cop waiting in the room with us.It had been a whole week since they arrested that man and he had provided evidence that Gary had not only sent him to stab me, but kill me.He must have missed a vital organ was why I was still here, alive. I just couldn’t believe it when I was told Gary was arrested as well.“I wouldn’t say I regretted my actions, because I wanted you gone. I wanted to hit your father where I knew it would hurt.” He said, a small smile on his face, and I scoffed.“Are you crazy?” I asked. “I can’t believe you would do this and take it lightly. Look around, buddy, you’re in jail.” I said and he lifted his hand in a shrug.“I know that, don’t you think I can see?” he asked me. “But then again, I tried what I wanted to, I got to see your father’s face and the fear on his face when he saw your in that condition. H
May’s POVI smiled mentally as I did a small victory dance when Brent told me the police had gotten the man who assaulted Asher, and that mood had been with me since then.He had told me since morning, but it was already evening, and I was still happy. What more could I have asked for, than for the man to start talking, which I was sure he would do soon.“Mrs. Campbell, your husband want your attention in the study.” I heard someone said behind me and I turned to see the housekeeper standing there with the napkin in hand, making me realize that she was probably about to start on dinner.Why was Asher wanting my attention anyway, I wanted to ask her as I raised my brows but I didn’t. Instead, I nodded my head at her and said. “Thank you, Dee.”She nodded her head with a small bow and then she walked out of the living room. I turned my head back after she was gone to the book that was in my hand. I had been reading to while away time because I was starting to get bored out of my mind. A
Asher’s POVAnd as soon as Brent said that, the smile on my face faltered. This was just what I was waiting for. For some reason, I felt like May had been trying to stop him from telling me, but if that was the case, I wasn’t sure why.Was she trying to shield Gary, or me? Well, if I knew her as much as I thought I do, then she was probably shielding me.In her actions, I saw a familiar pattern of protectiveness that May often exhibited towards me. It wasn’t uncommon for her to try to shield me from unpleasant truths or difficult situations. She was probably doing this because she thought I couldn’t handle the truth of what they were about to tell me.Well, I would have to hear what all these was about to know if I could handle it or not. Just because I was just discharged from the hospital doesn’t mean I was some soft man that couldn’t handle some amount of truth.“Oh, yes! I would like to hear that very much.” I said, looking from Brent to my wife who was throwing him a look. My bes
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,