LILY
The sound of a loud engine is what rouses us. Then the closing of car doors is what makes us fly out of bed in a frenzy. My wide eyes catch Asher’s as we stare at each other for a moment, each standing on opposite sides of my bed, making sure our brains are really comprehending what’s happening.
It’s the voices that kick us into motion.
“The twins are home!” I whisper-yell, my heart in my throat as I jump around on the spot like I have ants in my pants, even though I’m completely naked.
With his firm arse bare, Asher dashes towards the bedroom door, about to rush out when the sound of the front door opening freezes us both in our tracks.
Asher’s whisky eyes go round, and he mouths.‘Oh, shit.’
Oh, shit’s right! Oh, fucking shit!
My sons are home and I’m in my bedroom stark fucking naked with their best friend.
Glancing at the clock on my bedside table, I see it’s just after nine in the morning.
They weren’t meant to be here until later.
This whole thing would be comical if I wasn’t about to get sprung in a very compromising position with the twins’ mate.
Asher’s hands are cupped over his junk, his head whippingfrom side to side as he looks around. I’m not sure what he’s looking for, but there’s no fucking escape hatch here.
“Mum!” one of the twins calls, and in a panic, I rush forward, gripping Asher’s shoulders and usher him quickly into the bathroom.
My eyes duck back over my shoulder as we go, looking for any sign of my bedroom door opening.
Asher scoops up some of his clothes as he goes, and I grab up the rest and throw them at his head just before he shuts himself inside my bathroom.
“Mum!” My bedroom door rattles with a knock, and I instinctively cover my breasts and exposed pussy.
“Hang on!” I call. “I’m just getting dressed!”
It’s been years since the twins have barged in without an invitation, so I don’t know why I think that’s changed, but there is no bloody way I’m taking any chances.
The muffled sounds of the twins’ deep voices start to fade as they move further into the house, and I dash to my wardrobe to find some clothes, chucking them on quickly.
“Lil.” Asher’s hushed voice draws my attention, and I turn to see a single eye peering out through the cracked bathroom door.
Later, I just know we are going to laugh about this.
As I right my clothes and pull my hair free from the collar of my dress, I move up to the door.
“I’ll go out and see them,” I whisper. “Can you try to sneak out the front door or something while I distract them?”
Asher suddenly pulls open the bathroom door, snatching my hands and tugging me inside, and the next second I find myself pressed between him and the wall.
“I’d rather just stay in here all day and worship you.” His playful gaze is tempting, no longer looking the least bit concerned that his best mates are in the house.
I melt into him, wishing there wasn’t this huge dilemma between us that makes it impossible for me to show the world how I feel about him.
“Raincheck?” I squeak, and he grins.
“I’m holding you to that.”
“I have no doubt.” I grin back, and a moment later, he presses his lips to mine.
Dear God, I could kiss this man all day.
