(Harlow)
Asher reached for the glovebox, then stopped and looked at me. I knew he was about to say something ridiculous. His expression gave him away before he even opened his mouth. I waited to hear what excuse he'd come up with.
"Last chance to change your mind."
"Are you trying to talk me out of it?"
"Just making sure."
"Then stop talking."
He laughed and pulled me closer for another kiss. I stayed beside him until he was comfortable, then let him draw me into his arms. Neither of us seemed interested in leaving the lake anytime soon. My phone could wait a little longer.
***
By the time I returned to the passenger seat, I had completely forgotten about Trevor and his missing documents. Asher was fixing his shirt while I searched the floor for my purse. Somehow, it had ended up b
