The past evening had been a blur of good feelings. I was so content that I’d dozed without meaning to.
When I woke, my happiness lingered, looking over at Asher.
After so long, he had finally kissed me on the mouth. I still couldn’t believe it. For so long I had thought that he was withholding from kissing me because he didn’t want me to catch romantic feelings.
But then he kissed me himself, after I had asked him if he loved someone.
I was flying high. Asher had kissed me, we had amazing s*x, and then I caught him watching me sleep with a soft expression on his face. Not to mention, though he hadn’t said the words, he basically admitted to loving me!
I felt like I was in a dream. I pinched myself, but no, I was still here. Sitting in Asher’s bed while he asked me once again to be m
